That was what he sent me after leaving me for two good days.
They supplied my clothes an hour later, and that's typical, Kayden. He had supplied more black clothes than any other.
And he even dared to add some underwear inside, but how he knew my size was still a perfect mystery to me.
At five, he walked into the room with a tight frown on his face, his frown deeper when he found me on the bed, putting on shorts and a tank top.
"I thought I told you to get dressed by five. Didn't you see the message?" He asked as he strolled towards me with calculated strides, his gray eyes fixed on me like some prey
For a while, I was scared, but then again. He can't hurt me, right?.
"You have pretty eyes. You should show them more often. Instead of hiding them behind those ugly glasses of yours."
