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~ Victoria's POV
I wake up to a spacious and luxurious room. I look out the window to see that it is dark. "How long was I out for?" I ask myself. I get up, but lay back down when an excruciating pain forms in my head.
I groan and try to remember what had happened earlier. I look around the modern looking room and realise that I'm not where I'm supposed to be. Panic immediately errupts through my whole body as I try to look for my phone to call Jessica.
I find my phone on the sofa near the bed, but the battery is dead. "where am I? Is anyone looking for me? Oh my gosh, I got kidnapped! What do I do!" All of these questions are racing through my mind causing my head ache to increase by ten notches.
I see a door opposite the bed, next to the huge flat screen TV, I make my way over to it, slowly making sure I don't make my headache worse.
When I reach the door I am greeted by a huge beautiful looking bathroom. The walls are painted gray, there is a huge glass shower in the corner of the bathroom and right next to it was a cube sized bath tub.
I go to the mirror and get a fright when I see how worn out I look. A bandage on my forehead, my hair is like of a birds nest and my eyes are dead of exhaustion.
I comb through my hair using my fingers to look somewhat presentable so that I have at least some confidence in myself.
I head out of the bathroom to go to the bedroom door, only to realise that someone is unlocking the door to come inside. My feet didn't dare move, as I am paralyzed with fear. It feels like my feet are glued to the ground.
When the door opens, I'm shell shocked to find the man I met at the library in front of me looking surprised as I am.
"Victoria" His deep, husky voice calls to me, I'm almost in a daze at how smooth his voice is. In a flash he is right in front of me, cupping my cheeks.
"I thought something happened to you, baby" his eyes searches my face for any other injuries. "I'm fine, thank you" my voice barely a whisper.
When I realize this man has kidnapped me, I push him off and take multiple steps back. He's shocked at my actions, but then replaces it with anger.
He walks over to me and with every move he takes forward, I take two steps back. When my back hits the wall, he cages me in, placing his arms on both sides of my head.
"Why do you deny me?" he leans towards my neck and kisses me lightly, then moves to my earlobe and bites it . I bite my lip to stop a moan from escaping my mouth.
He slams his hands on the wall behind me causing me to yelp in surprise. "Answer me" he says in a calm manner.
"I d-don't even k-k-know your n-name s-s-sir" I stutter horribly due to the fact that I'm shaking with fear.
He takes his hand and brush his fingers gently on my cheek, the movement made me flinch. "Don't be scared of me Victoria, I would never hurt you"
I look into his eyes and see his sincerity. But his energy screams danger, I look the other way so that I do not drown in his eyes.
He places his hands on my shoulders and moves his fingers down my arms leaving goosebumps. When he reaches my hands, he interlocks our fingers.
This would've been romantic for a couple, but I am deathly afraid of this man because he is capable of anything. He puts both my hands in one of his hand and pins them above my head.
"W-what are you doing?" I ask in panic. He places his free hand on my chin and turns my head to his face, forcing me to look at him. He tilts my head to the side and whisper in my ear. "My name, sweet angel, is Xavior, Xavior Clark."
My eyes widen in fear as I recognize the name. Xavior Clark, one of the world's most strongest mafia's, I read in my father's journals. He is known his for horrible murders, drug transportation and other dangerous activities.
He smirks when I realize who he is. I squirm trying to get out of his hold, but his grip on my hands tighten. "Now now baby girl, don't fight me. Unless you want to be tied up to the bed?" I stop immediately, this causes him to show me his famous devilish smirks.
His phone starts ringing, he let's go of my hands and turns around to talk to whoever called him. I see the gun in his waistband and without a second thought, I reach for it.
When it's in my hands, I aim it at him, he turns around but does not look phased by the fact that I'm aiming a gun at him.
"Kyle, I'm going to call you back, I'm caught up in a "situation" he ends the call and puts it back in his pocket.
"What do you want from me!" I shout at him he stops in his tracks and shoves his hands in his pockets.
"Wow, is that really how you're going to treat me after saving your life five years ago?" he says calmly. I look at him confused, then it hit me like a bus.
Now I know why his eyes were so familiar. He is the man that I've been looking for, for the past five years...
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"Xavior, please... stop" a moan escapes my lips as I feel his hands make its way to my bottom region. "And what if I don't want to?" he replies, leaving me breathless. _______________________________________ When two people meet under the worst circ...