Victor pov I woke my head hurting, and found myself in a vintage style bedroom. Looking around, it looked cosy, not like the prison I imagined myself to be in. but why kidnap someone and leave them in such a cosy room, not even tied up? ‘I guess he is not as smart as I thought’. I get off the king-sized bed and make it for the door, I need to figure out what is going on. I open it and leave the room, only to get to a hall with room on each side, and I don’t know which direction to take. ‘this man is either too confident or stupid. The door is unlocked and there are no guards, what is going on in his head? How can he be the king in US? They must just be handing out this title’. I head left and begin opening doors, some are looked, some just bedrooms and others empty. By the last door I’m

