In The Hands Of A Criminal (Volume 1) [ENG]

14. Good morning

My eyes fell tired. The first rays of the sun spread through the room. The morning was already pointing the tip of his nose. I just didn't sleep by night. All the muscles in my body hurt me terribly. I felt horrible stiffness in each of my limbs.

I was trying to change for the 150th time, but it must be said that being doomed to sit on the floor was hard enough to sleep. Yes. SITTING ON THE FLOOR on a floor really not comfortable. I spent the whole night, hands tied up on one of the feet of the office in the fucking room of Evann Black.

An uncomfortable position is saying little, with in addition, a sight all the more uncomfortable because I just remained in front of the bed on which the criminal was sleeping comfortably.

   "Treasure, you're staying with me tonight."

His words came back to my mind, my cheeks had suddenly turned red after hearing these words. Shit, there was so much innocent innuendo behind such a line... I didn't know what to think or how to react on the moment! Fortunately for me, the criminal left me "quiet" that night by leaving me like a little dog on a leash in the corner of his room. I tried to put the situation in perspective telling me that it could have been worse ...

I stared at Evann Black, still asleep, his usual hard features were a little more relaxed, his eyebrows furrowed and his mouth slightly open, his breathing calm and steady. How could such a devilish being sleep so peacefully?

I continued to stare at his face in detail. His sleepy look almost giving him an air ... cute. Ok. Stop Maya you're going way too far! You're talking about a dying! There was nothing but a junk. A junk ... which paradoxically wasn't so uncomfortable to look at ... I shook my head chasing these stupid thoughts. I scanned his features again.

My body tensed when I saw his lips move :

   "You piss me off to watch like that. "

He suddenly opened an eye to look in my direction. Shit he took me to the fact! He sat up, his hair was disheveled but it went rather well.

   "So you had a dreamy night? " He said mockingly.

I didn't respond to this provocation. It was enough to see my dark circles as deep as a gulf to find that I was sorely lacking sleep.

The criminal got up from the bed and stretched himself for a long time. I could see the perfect musculature of his arms and his many tattoos in black ink. He ran a hand through his hair to comb his dark locks backwards. He got closer and knelt just in front of me, plunging his irises into mine.

"Your face is awful. " He tells me.

Whose is the fault asshole? I would have loved to answer that.

He untied my hands. I threw a slight moan of pain after my wrists were released.

The criminal straightened up and threw me :

"I'm going to go shower. Meanwhile prepare a thing to grease. I'm starving. "

I looked at him with amazement. He took me for his maid or what? And yes Maya had to get you into the skull. I was indeed his maid or rather ... his slave (more appropriate in the context in which I was).

Before even having time to answer, Evann Black had already left. I gave a long sigh of annoyance. I didn't really have a choice after all ...

I left the room, and went down to the ground floor by taking the big staircase. I dragged my feet to the living room and reluctantly headed for the kitchen.

I couldn't help but be impressed by all the material present. Furniture with drawers, electric plots, extractor hood, dishwasher, marble sinks and not forget the huge American fridge. The decor displayed golden and black tones through a hyper modern design. This house was really amazing.

I opened the huge fridge to scan the inside. There was everything. Packaged meats, vegetables, dairy products, sodas as well as ... beers, wines, two large bottles of vodka, and plenty of rum. Because this delinquent liked to get drunk? Fantastic. In addition to smoking like a firefighter everyday, my kidnapper was also an alcoholic. I couldn't dream better.

I decided to take eggs and bacon. It was simple, quick to cook, and most of all I didn't want to break my head to concoct a chef meal. I just did the minimum. He didn't even deserve me to do this job.

I searched several drawers before finding a large stove. I started cooking quickly, starting with fried eggs. I then took care of the bacon. I cooked for a few minutes to make the slices hard and crispy. I put everything on a plate. I was dying to spit in his dish. Calm Maya, calm ... Better not to take any risk. It wasn't necessary to try the devil with this kind of bullshit.

A few minutes passed, I tapped my fingers on the worktop not knowing what to do. My belly made a long growl. Hunger was back. Cautiously I listened. Silence of lead. The criminal still had to be in the shower. After a few moments of hesitation, I decided that after all I too had to feed myself.

I began to search the refrigerator again. I opened a bottle of milk to take a few sips. I continued my exploration by opening the many cupboards of the kitchen. I came across a package of cookies already open. I began to nibble several. I continued to rummage through the other shelves when suddenly I heard someone clear their throat right behind me.

Caught on the spot, I turned me panicked. Evann Black faced me. He was leaning on the worktop of the kitchen. And shit I hadn't heard him! His hair was still wet. He wore a long black T-shirt and dark jeans with a slender, athletic figure.

Fearing a new punishment from him, I hurriedly put the bottle of milk and the packet of biscuits back to their original place. As if it were going to change something for me ...

I had the courage to look timidly at him. I was surprised to see he did not look so angry. His face was calm. He took a look at the plate that I had prepared for him.

   "I see that you haven't sprained too much. " He replied with a mocking air.

I remained silent, red with shame I no longer dared to make a gesture or even speak.

"I'm pretty surprised that you obeyed me so easily. You really learned the lesson since yesterday. " He continued.

He slowly moved closer. No. I didn't want him to be close to me. I tried to go back but my back quickly hit a shelf. Trapped I bowed my head in submission. I couldn't do anything else. I hated my way of acting with him, my pride took a big hit. But I knew that the slightest confrontation with him would inevitably turn against me.

The criminal was now within one meter of me.

"How far are you willing to obey, treasure? " He whispered sensually.

My lips began to shake. What did he mean by that? My heart started racing when he began to stroke my cheek with his hand. This contact made me an electric shock. His fingers gently placed under my chin, making me look up at him. Dominating me all the way up, he plunged his piercing gaze into mine. I was very uncomfortable and unable to reason properly.

I swallowed when his second hand came to rest on my other cheek. Locking my face firmly between his palms, the criminal approached dangerously. I tried to remain stoic but my cheeks betrayed me by being literally on fire. A few centimeters separated us now. Our closeness was such that I could smell his eau de Cologne.

His well-drawn lips were slightly ajar. His breathing became stronger. He then directed his black irises on my mouth. His eyes had become hot. My heart nearly dropped as he continued to lean toward me, further reducing the distance between his face and mine.

Our lips were about to brush...

My eyes widened.

Shit, what was happening ?!

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Hello wats, how are you ?

I hope that you liked the last chapter of 2017!

I wish you a HAPPY NEW YEAR 🎉 !!! Spend a wonderful evening of New Year's Eve !! 🎆🎇

P.S: The next chapter will be posted in the course of next week.

Lots of love 💕,

C. 💋