Can I Have You
1281 Words
Slowly, Alina slid down the door and sat on the floor.
Her chest rose and fell heavily as she tried to calm herself.
The apartment was completely silent.
“I’m home... finally,” she whispered.
But even now, she couldn't relax.
That strange feeling remained, the feeling of being watched.
A terrifying thought slowly surfaced in her mind.
*What if it was him?*
*What if the man from the opposite building really saw me?*
*What if he's the one following me?*
The thought made her blood run cold.
If that man really was following her...
Then she was in serious trouble.
Alina buried her face in her hands.
“What a horrible day...”
She muttered tiredly.
At that moment, she was simply too exhausted to think anymore.
She removed her heels and tossed them carelessly aside before dragging herself toward the bedroom.
She didn't even bother changing her clothes.
The moment she reached the bed, she collapsed onto it.
Her entire body felt heavy.
All she wanted was sleep.
Alina pulled the blanket over herself.
Within minutes, her eyelids became heavy.
Soon, she fell into a deep sleep.
Completely unaware that somewhere in the darkness outside her apartment building...
A pair of cold eyes were still watching her.
---
Alina slept peacefully.
The apartment was completely silent.
The only sound breaking the silence was the faint—
Tick...
Tick...
Tick...
of the wall clock in the living room.
The night grew darker.
Moonlight slipped through the windows, casting pale shadows across the apartment.
Then—
**Click.**
The lock on the front door moved.
The door slowly opened.
A tall figure dressed entirely in black stepped inside.
His movements were smooth and silent.
Not even the slightest sound escaped his footsteps.
His sharp eyes swept across the apartment before settling on the window.
He walked toward it.
The curtain moved slightly in the breeze.
Behind it, a thin incense stick continued to burn.
Its flame was almost invisible.
The man reached out and picked it up.
He glanced at it for a moment before extinguishing it with his fingers.
Then he slipped it into his pocket.
His gaze shifted toward the bedroom.
He turned and walked inside.
---
Alina was still sleeping.
She had no idea that someone was standing beside her bed.
The man silently watched her for several seconds.
His expression remained emotionless.
A loose strand of hair had fallen across Alina's face.
He reached down and brushed it away.
His fingers paused for a moment.
Then his deep voice broke the silence.
“Why?”
Alina didn't move.
The man stared at her sleeping face.
“Why did you have to be there at the wrong time?”
A faint sigh escaped his lips.
“You've shortened your peaceful days.”
His voice remained calm.
“And whatever happens next... is the result of your father's past deeds”
His eyes darkened.
“You brought it upon yourself.”
The room fell silent again.
The next moment, the man bent down and effortlessly lifted Alina from the bed.
She remained completely unconscious.
He carried her as if she weighed nothing.
Then his gaze shifted toward the bedside table.
Her camera was lying there.
The man's expression changed.
His eyes turned colder.
He reached down and picked it up.
For a moment, he stared at the camera in his hand.
Then he turned toward the door.
Within moments, the man disappeared from the apartment.
Taking Alina with him.
The apartment became silent once again.
Only the wall clock continued ticking.
Tick.
Tick.
Tick.
As if nothing had happened.
---
The next morning...
Alina slowly opened her eyes.
She was still half-asleep.
Something felt different.
The bed beneath her felt unusually soft.
*When did my bed become this comfortable?*
Still groggy, she rubbed her eyes and slowly sat up.
She was about to get out of bed when her feet touched the floor.
Alina froze.
Something was wrong.
She slowly lifted her head.
Her eyes moved across the room.
Then widened.
“What...?”
She immediately looked around.
This wasn't her bedroom.
This wasn't her apartment.
The walls were painted dark grey and black.
Expensive furniture filled the room, elegant yet strangely cold.
There was no warmth here.
No familiar decorations.
No belongings.
Nothing that belonged to her.
One entire side of the room was covered by floor-to-ceiling windows.
A massive chandelier hung from the ceiling.
The room looked more like an extravagant hotel suite than a bedroom.
Alina's breathing became uneven.
“Where am I?”
Her voice came out barely above a whisper.
She looked around in disbelief.
“Last night, I was in my apartment...”
She swallowed.
“I clearly remember going to sleep in my own bed.”
Her eyes suddenly landed on the door.
She immediately rushed toward it.
Her hand grabbed the handle.
Click.
Locked.
She pulled harder.
Click.
Nothing.
“Open!”
Alina shook the handle desperately.
“Open the door!”
But the door didn't move.
Fear slowly crawled up her spine.
She stepped backward.
“No...”
Her eyes darted around the room.
“No, no...”
She suddenly rushed toward the enormous windows.
The moment she looked outside, her heart sank.
Green.
That was all she could see.
Endless green forests stretched as far as her eyes could see.
No roads.
No buildings.
No people.
Nothing.
Only a vast forest surrounding the mysterious place.
Alina's face turned pale.
*Where am I?*
*Who brought me here?*
*Why am I here?*
She pressed her palms against the glass, desperately searching for something familiar.
Nothing.
Then—
**Click.**
The door opened.
Alina spun around.
Five men walked into the room.
All of them wore black suits.
Their expressions were cold and unreadable.
Without saying a word, they spread out and stood in two straight lines.
Alina's body stiffened.
She instinctively took a step backward.
“Who are you people?”
No one answered.
The room fell silent.
Then—
**Tap.**
**Tap.**
**Tap.**
The sound of leather shoes echoed through the room.
Slow.
Steady.
Powerful.
With every approaching step, Alina's heartbeat grew faster.
The five men lowered their heads.
Someone was coming.
A tall figure appeared in the doorway.
Alina's eyes widened.
Her face instantly lost all color.
It was him.
The man from the opposite building.
The man whose cold eyes had met hers through the darkness.
The man she had seen through her camera lens.
For a moment, Alina forgot how to breathe.
“You...”
Her voice trembled.
“You're the one who shot him.”
The man stopped several feet away from her.
His cold gaze remained fixed on her.
“Yes.”
His answer was calm.
Almost frighteningly calm.
Alina's heart pounded.
“Why did you bring me here?”
The corner of his lips lifted slightly.
“Isn't it obvious?”
He took one slow step toward her.
Alina instinctively stepped backward.
“You're here because you saw something you shouldn't have seen, baby girl.”
Another step.
She stepped back again.
Fear filled her eyes.
The men surrounding her didn't move.
They simply watched.
The man's gaze never left her.
“But...”
He suddenly paused.
His eyes darkened.
“I forgot something.”
Alina stared at him nervously.
“What?”
The man took another step closer.
A faint, unreadable smile appeared on his lips.
“There's one more reason you're here with me.”
Alina's heart stopped.
“What reason?”
He leaned slightly toward her.
His voice dropped to a whisper.
“And trust me...”
His eyes swept over her terrified face.
“You're going to hate this one even more.”
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