~ Nice café, I've never been in one like this. A 5-stars I guess, this makes Mr beautiful a very wealthy person indeed~ I muster in a low tone. The place was big, fancy and all but I was too frustrated by my situation to acknowledge the place's beauty.
After my makeover, the guards brought me here and left immediately. It had already been half an hour since they left but their boss wasn't here yet. Sitting all alone already made me feel depressed but now people from other tables occasionally glared at me making me feel out of place. All I wanted now was for the shiny black tiled floor to open up and swallow me.
Then something struck me,~what if this was my opportunity to escape?~. I stood up and walked to the door as fast as I could in my new extravagant foot wear. As the doors slid open, I glanced back one last time at the room before turning around to leave but as I stepped forward, I collided into someone losing my balance,"Ack!" I closed my eyes and yelped as I hit a rock hard, masculine chest with well defined abs and a familiar spicy lavender scent tumbling backward. Luckily for me, the person I had collided into held me just in time to save me from falling. I sighed in relief opening my eyes but what I saw turned my relief into pure, visible fear as the person holding me in his arms was Mr Beautiful looking as beautiful as ever accompanied by the men who had brought me to the café.
I was so scared, he had caught me trying to run away. What it he decided to chop me into pieces and sell my organs? or even feed me to his pet sharks? that is if he had. Worse possibilities went through my mind as I stood there still in his arms. Then I realized he was staring at me..... intently.
I'd expected him to tell his men to take me away or order them to kill me at the spot instead, he did something very shocking. He leaned in closer and spoke
~Nice trick to get into my arms, guess I'm just too damn hot. Don't worry though, I'll be all yours this night after our marriage~ I turned crimson red, he justed looked at me and chuckled. One part of me was so embarrassed but the other one was elated he didn't find out I was trying to escape.
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