Tatiana’s POV
Sometimes, quitting is our only option but we cling into that one glimpse of hope; that no matter how hard it will get, we will fight; that even though giving up is the only thing that is left, we won’t choose it.
“No, p-please, let me go.” I sobbed as I tried to stand up but to no avail.
My knees feels weak and my head is still throbbing with pain. It’s been like this since I woke up.
And I know this man in front of me is the responsible for my dreadful headache.
My throat also feels dry from all the screaming and crying that I did.
I’ve never felt so hopeless and helpless.
“Stay still.” His baritone voice filled my ears.
“N-no!” I cried out and tried to move away from him but I almost fell from the bed if it wasn’t for him who was quick to catch me.
I automatically moved from his grasp like as if I got electrified by his touch.
“Please stay still,” he told me. His tone came out gentle and low but it wasn’t enough to calm me down.
I can’t calm down knowing the situation I’m in right now.
“I’m just going to treat you,” he added.
And as if on cue, I felt the stinging pain from my wrist. It was probably because of all the movement that I made. But the pain that’s coming from my scratches can’t compete to the fear that is in my heart.
This man is insane.
How can he expect me to calm down when my hands are literally handcuffed to the bed.
I flinched when he tried to touch me.
“N-no, don’t touch me! Get away from me!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.
Suddenly, I was all hysterical again. I’m almost breathless from screaming and crying my heart out.
“Tatiana,” he called making me stop.
I looked at him with my eyes widened. “Y-you know me?”
This man may be blurry in my vision because of the tears in my eyes but I’m sure I have never met him in my whole life.
I meet a lot of people everyday but I’m more than sure I’ve never seen him let alone met him and talked to him.
I don’t know him!
“Of course, darling.” His response sent shivers down my spine. “I know you so well.”
Fear filled my heart yet again upon hearing what he just said.
“W-were y-ou that s-someone--” I stuttered unable to finish what I wanted to say.
He slowly nodded. “That someone you felt that is following you for months? Yes, I was that man.”
What he said is enough to creep me out. He may be good looking but he creeps me out.
Fuck.
How can I be so stupid? For several months, I feel like someone is following me and watching my every move but I ignored it. I ignored it thinking it was just nothing, but I was wrong. That something that I thought was nothing led me into this. Now, I can be in so much danger in the hands of this man and I just don’t know it yet.
I should have known better. I should been more careful. I should have never lowered my guards down and completely trust my safety to my security.
“Tatiana,” he called my name again. “Listen to me.” He tried to hold my chin but I quickly avoided his hand.
He heaved a sigh. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
I shook my head at his words. How can I be so sure that he will not? He can’t be trusted.
He’s a dangerous man and I know. I should know that after seeing all of my bodyguards bathing in their own pool of blood because of him. I know it was his doing.
“W-who are you?” Words managed to escape from my mouth.
I wanted to ask him that the moment I woke up but I was so scared that I didn’t.
“Leon Sabatini,” he replied.
Leon Sabatini? I’ve never heard that name.
Now, I’m sure as hell that I don’t know him.
“Pleased to meet you,” he added.
There’s something about his voice that I notice every time he talks. His accent. . .
He has an accent and I’m sure he’s not from the country I live in.
“Now, if you may, let me treat you.” He moved closer to me but I moved away from him again like he’s some kind of a disease that I will get infected with if I get in contact with him.
“Tatiana,” he called my name again.
Every time he does that, it never fails to sent shivers down my spine. I’ve never thought someone could make me feel something by just simply calling my name.
I took a deep breath trying to calm my nerves. “W-where am I?”
“I’ll tell you if you just let me treat you,” he said.
I shook my head.
I can’t deny that my scratches stings but it was just nothing to me considering the situation that I’m in. And I don’t want his hands on me.
“Where am I?” I asked again as I roamed my eyes around.
All I can see is that I’m in a really big room with big bed, big TV, closet, and other things that a room usually have.
Oh My God. . .
Looking at the colors, the things, the flowers in the vase, the curtains. . . this looks just like my room
I looked at him.
He was really watching me.
“You’re in my house, Tatiana,” he replied.
“W-what am I doing here?”
He looked straight into my eyes and it’s enough to scare the shit out of me.
“This is your new home.”
My mouth gaped at his words. “W-what?”
The last thing I remember is me walking towards my car. It’s 9 in the evening if I remember it correctly, I went to meet Steve, my dad’s business partner’s son. He told me to go to dinner with him because he though it would be a good thing for both family and the business. I was so ready to go home but before I could even reach my car, I found all of my bodyguards dead in an empty parking lot. And before I could even run, someone grabbed me and covered my mouth and nose with a handkerchief that made me fall asleep and the next thing that happened is me waking up in this room with this man in front of me.
I’m so confused. Where am I; what am I doing here; who is this man?
“This is where you live now, Tatiana,” he said. “With me.”
I opened my mouth but no words came out.
