Escape 2

She gasped as she saw his heterochromatic eyes darken with an emotion the she couldn't understand. His thumb traced her lower lips slightly as he made her eat the strawberries.

With each brush , something crazy happened to her that was unexplainable.

Her breathing hitched as she looked at her kidnapper, mesmerized. On realising what she was doing , she quickly cleared her throat and shook her head, indicating she was full.

He paused for a second and nodded before getting up. Just when he was about to leave , she call her nameless kidnaper.

"Listen." He paused and turned towards her with a raised eyebrow.

She cleared her throat and looked down, "I know this sounds funny but, thank you for feed me. " She didn't smile , but there was honesty in her voice.

He nodded curtly and walked away and his time, his posture was stiff as he walked out of the room.

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Xavier closed the door and ranked his hand through his hair. His jaw clenched and unclenched at the sudden turn of even.

How could he feel that way for his captivate?

But the moment his fingers touched her luscious lips, he wanted to replace the strawberries with his lips.

And that thought itself was messed up!

He went toward the dinning table and placed the plate and then he walked toward his room. He needed to calm himself before he gave her again.

He entered his washroom and looked at himself in the mirror.

And that is when he saw himself.

The real him– Morningstar, just like his given name, he was lethal and dangerous.

People saw, being born as royal must be like a fairytale. If only they could see through the harsh reality.

The man who stared back at him was someone who was made over the past year.The man he saw doesn't have the word called emotion. He was the danger they warn you about.

He washed his face again and again. Until the small flash of his past erased from his mind momentarily.

Taking the off white towel from the shelf , he wiped his face and that's when he felt like himself again.

He looked at himself on last time and walked out of the room , towards the one where she was waiting for him.

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Paige let out a shuddering breath as soon as the door closed. She felt disgusted with herself at how she she could even let her guard down infront of that stranger, and that too her kidnapper.

And she would never even think of cheating on Marcus. And let alone with her kidnapper.

May be this has happened because of the fruit that he feed her? She thought to herself.

She knew this was going to be one hell of fight. And she wasn't someone to back away from her enemy!

She nodded at herself in determination and looked toward the door of the room. Her heartbeat fasten with anticipation.

This is going to be the moment, she will be free from the bond and she will escape.

And she reminded herself again and again that , she was strong and she won't give up.

And as soon as she heard footsteps, she stilled.

This is it. Her final plan to find her freedom.

The door swung open and she saw him. This time , something about his expression was different. It was dangerous, that almost send chill down her spine.

"Listen once and for all, princess. I am going to untie you." He paused as he tried to see her reaction, but Paige didn't showed any. She kept looking at him with a blank face while he cleared his throat and continued, "but, I will be be tying your hands with mine. In a way, you can say we will be handcuffed untill you come back here again."

And the excitement of getting out of this place , flopped once again. Paige knew if she would she the disappointment in her face, he won't even untie her.

So she just shrugged and nodded curtly. He stepped forward and untied her legs first, and then he looked at her pointedly.

"Don't even think of running!"He said as he stepped toward her to untie her hand.

She held her breath ,but despite it , she could still smell his cologne. She shook her head and looked away.

And just when the rope was untied finally, she looked and him, only to find him already looking at her.

"Umm. Let's go?" She cleared her throat and stood up, only to fall back on bed again. Her legs felt numb and so did her hands.

"Sit down calmly ,princess. You aren't going anywhere. We need to cuff your hand with mine before we go anywhere." He smirked and produced a handcuff from God knows where.

That when , want ever little chance she had of getting out of this place, crumbled down like a sandcastle.

"Why?NO! you can't come inside while I–" She stopped herself from blabbering too much.

"Who said I will have to come inside? I will be standing out while you do your business." He said with a bored face to which Paige glared at him.

"Fine than, I would rather not use wash ,but this, no. A BIG FAT NO!" She looked at him livid.

"Don't try to oversmart me ,Princess. It won't do any good to you." He wanted and cuffed her right hand with his left one, despite her struggling and asking him no to.

"Now get up, princess. We don't have the whole day." He pulled her out from.bed and lead her toward the washroom.

Paige looked around, taking in the surrounding.

She had to do something, she can't let him win. And that when an idea stricked her.

As she entered the washroom, he door near the door and their cuffed hand hang through the gap of the door.

She bit her lower lips and looked around, trying to find a way to escape and that when she found a window that was on next to the mirror.

But it was impossible to reach there.

And then she did what she was good at.

Fight.