"Hey Amber, I'm here. Where are you..." Sienna Greenwood was trying her very best to keep the phone on her hand as she struggled to push herself through the crowd.
She had her phone knocked out of her hand before she could hear from Amber. As she bent over to pick it up, out of nowhere came a strong force that pulled her away.
"What the hell?" She was just about to question, but was responded by an aggressive touch descended along her spine, eventually pinning her down on her waist.
"Don't move!"
A deep voice resonated in her ears, coupled with heavy breathing, rhythmically pounded against her heart.
"I need your help. Come with me!"
She wanted to pull herself away. She had no clue who was this man, nor why should she do as he said.
Before she could speak her mind, the man held her tight again and slowly directing her out the busy crowd.
"Hey-”
He ignored her totally, not letting her a chance to get help. He lifted her up by the waist and carried her on his shoulders, his steps blatantly moved towards a room on the second floor.
"No!"
Sienna yelled in panic, lifting her head called to the crowd for help. "Help! Help me, please! I'm being kidnapped!"
"No one would dare to save you from me, not even if you screamed your lungs out."
His words left her petrified.
"Relax. I'll have you covered as long you behave."
Her mind kept repeating everything he said, trying to wrap around her head of what was going on.
"I don’t want you to get me covered, I want to go home myself, let me go!" His sweet talk had got nothing on her. He chuckled and quickened his pace, her struggle meant nothing to him.
She bit her lip at his ignorance.
He carried her into the room and casually took her down on his arms. Before she could realise, she saw herself being tossed into the air and landed on the bed.
"Hey, calm down! Take a chill pill, easy does it!" She slowly moved herself backwards, attempting to softly appease the aggressive man before her eyes. She watched him roughly rip his tie off and throw it to the floor, couldn't help but take a huge gulp.
“How about we... have a talk first? Maybe speaking our hearts out can make a better emotional connection for... later?"
"Heh!" The man laughed, "You do have a great sense of humour." He didn’t pay any mind to her and took off his jacket as well.
"Heh, heheh..." Sienna smiled along awkwardly.
She had run out of ideas. She set aside her own concerns, desperately trying to grasp at straws to turn the tide in her favour.
"I’m telling you, I’m no saint, I'm always messing around with men! Aren’t you afraid of catching something if we're doing this?" Sienna's large eyes didn't stop winking at him.
He paused in the act of unbuttoning his shirt.
"Is that so?" He squinted at her, then suddenly bursted into laughter.
"Let's give it a try then."
"Hey, hey...!"
The next morning, she woke up in the room with the traces narrating the chaos from last night. Her body ached massively as if it had been run over by a truck, completely numbing every inch of her skin. Something felt stuck in her lower back.
