“Don't fight me.”

Paige felt rage grow within her, her captor was definitely a dangerous man. His eyes sparkled with a hidden mirth everyone he looked at her–as if he knew something that she didn't.

She was getting beyond frustrated by the whole thing, all she wanted to do right now is go back home, hug her father hide in the protective arm of his forever. But she than reminded herself of the words that he have taught here over the year , again and again.

You are not weak ,Paige. Never let your enemy win. His words resonated around her. She closed her eyes and then opened it.

"Open my rope!" She commanded, and for the first time she saw her captor listening to her words with arguing.

He slowly opened the rope that tied her legs first, and then moved toward her hand , he slight turned to looked at her before tracing his fingers in her bare arm, when she tried to struggle and tried to kick him he chuckled.

She saw amusement dancing in his eyes as if she was the new toy of him.

After untying the rope, he turned to looked at her. She smirked inwardly knowing , what she has to do now.

Next second was like a blur, she turned her body slowly before jumping in him and twisting both of his arms behind his back. She held both in this hand with her right and tried to open the mask that he wore.

Even though she knew it won't much long untill he get back in her ,but was was a fighter, that what she has learned. She clawed his face struggling with him to open the mask.

"Get of me!" His authoritative tone resonated around the room. But she didn't have in to his demand. She somehow managed to fight with him and successful open the mask.

And just when she was she lost her concentrate and was busy celebrating her victory, he turned and one single move, pinned her on the bed.

She stilled before slowly raising her head to looked at his face. His wasn't someone whom one can call as kidnapper. His face looked like the model in the front page of GQ magazine. His two different eyes flashed in anger and his cheeks bone highlighted his whole feature. His nose was straight and his jaw line was sharper that could slice a diamond. And his lips were naturally pin and the lower was slightly fuller than the upper one. She has to smack herself to stop admiring this magnificent man infront of her ,who looking nothing like a kidnapper should look.

"Who are you?" She blinked and tried to take breath, but his large than life figure hovering over her made it difficult to do so.

"That's not that right question, princess." Even thought the he mocked her, but she knew she was in gravel danger. He was no ordinary man.

"Please let me go." She pleaded,and for a second he thought she was ready to give in. But that when she surprised him by raising her head and biting his shoulder with all her might.

"Get the fuck of me!" She said as she bite him with all her might.

His eyes closed and he let out an animalistic growl.

"Leave me or else I will kill you!" She said against his shoulder.

"Get of me now!" He growled and tried to push her away, but she raised her left hand and snaked it around his back and the other clawed his neck with her nail.

He struggled to push her, and then when he knew that she was nothing like what he has thought. She was a wild cat, and he will be having so much fun taking this wild cat.

He could easily push away but he didn't wanted to heart her, she is the most important pawn in the while game of throne. Nicolas won't appreciate it either.

So he did what he could do to stop her at that moment.

He didn't push her away, but snaked his arms around her waist and pulled her closer, he stilled and then slowly traced her back.

"You know you aren't doing nothing much other than giving me a hard on?" He growled against her ear. And just like he has predicted, she went still. He smirked and then slowly traced his hand on her back seductively and before pulling her close to him.

"You can't fight me ,baby doll. Give up." He whispered against her ear and traced his nose against her neck.

This was supposed to be a way to stop her, but for some reason he felt the weird feeling coming back and engulfing his sense, her smell was intoxicating. And she was definitely someone he shouldn't mess with.

He knew he had to stop himself, this smile game was going to far. Of she wants to fight, he will give it. He took a breath and pushed are way harshly. His nostrill flared in anger to hide the feeling that he felt at that moment.

Her electric blue eyes stared back at him in challenge to complete what he has started. To see what a fight she is, and he knew very well that if given a chance ,she won't hesitate to kill him.

He turned and got the rope that he has placed next to the bed. Holding her hand in a vice like grip ,he tired it against the bed post again. She did struggled to let her go, glared at him as if she will be willing him the moment he let of her.

He jaw clenched and he tied the rope tightly , and when he turned to face her, she spatted in his face.

The rage the he felt at that moment was enough to make people shiver and run for their dear life, but not her. She matched his stare with glare of her own, challenging him to untie her.

And that when he knew how hard it is going to be to train her into poise and elegant fake princess.