Chapter 4

I woke up to the softest feeling. My toes were so warm, and I was so comfortable. Until the sun decided to shine through the window and beam into my eyes.

I squinted and just snuggled my head deeper into the feather like pillow. Pulling the silk covers tighter around me

But then it hit me...all of it...I don't own silk cover, nor feather pillows, I never wake up with warm toes, except in the summer times, my bed is not this comfortable, I do not have a window in my bedroom, and my room absolutely does not smell like mahogany teakwood.

I sat straight up, looking around. But, as soon as I seen the bedroom in front of me, my jaw dropped, and I knew I was dreaming. I closed my eyes and brought my hand up pinching my arm. But as I felt the slight stinging sensation, I opened my eyes.

Only I was still in the bedroom I was before. I threw my hands up and huffed while looking towards the heavens.

Why.... I thought sarcastically.... why out of all teenage girls.... did it have to be me who gets kidnapped by a high-class rich person.

In the middle of my complaining I hear a thump, then another, then another. My eyes widen when I realize that it must be someone coming up stairs...great stairs...I have always been so clumsy on stairs. Now how will I be able to escape if I won't even be able to run down the stairs without falling.

I look around and quickly grab my pillow, turning on my side, with my back to the door. Just in time because as my eyes are closing I here footsteps walk in. But definitely more than one pair. I'm guessing maybe three or four.

Mentally I'm freaking out. I'm practically having a panic attack. But I know that on the outside I look peaceful. Just like a regular sleeping teenage gir-...

"We know your awake little Princesa" a deep and husky voice says, interrupting my thoughts.

Man, his voice just sent shivers down my spine. I think that they could tell because I heard a chuckle.

I squint my eyes. Dreading having to open them. I felt a warm hand gently running up and down on my back.

I stiffen, only for another hand to be added to my leg, then another on my shoulder, gently caressing my arm.

I have never been touched so delicately before it actually hurts. My eyes sting with tears, but I will not let them fall.

Another voice speaks up "come on kitten, get up. We know that you must be starving. You have been sleeping for two days"

I feel someone put their face in my neck and nuzzle while smelling me. I squeaked at that, and quickly moved away with my back against the headboard.

I looked at them. They looked to be about twenty-four maybe twenty-five years old. Oh my gosh...and they look like Greek gods.

It took everything in me not to drool right there in front of them.

But what caught me off guard was the way they looked at me. There, in their eyes showed possessiveness over something and a predatory like gleam.

I quickly looked down out of fear, but I acknowledged that I was also feeling the need to do it out of respect. Like it was my place.

This agitated me immediately because I felt as if I wasn't even in control of my emotions. But what came next was even worse...I started crying.

As you can see, I have never been good at handling nor controlling my emotions...another wave hit me that almost had me doubling over from the flood of negative feelings.

By this time, I was full-on sobbing and I didn't even realize I was surrounded and being held by these three men...or Greek gods. I smile at my own joke and giggle a little bit.

I see one of the men look down at me, and I lower my head, knowing I looked ugly now from all my crying.

I then soon felt fingertips under my chin lifting it up. I didn't resist them.

My head was brought up and I was made to look into the eyes of the man I hadn't heard speak before.

He leans down, and for a moment I am scared, but all he does is lay a kiss on my forehead.

His lips were so soft. They were not chapped, just.... soft.

He pulls away a bit. Just enough to say "keep your head up little princesa, or your crown will fall.