Swift Attraction

Chapter Ten

*LUCY*

It's been four days since I landed myself in this prison. I wonder how my mom must be coping. Whoever this Marcus guy is, he is definitely evil and ruthless.

Yeah that's his name “MARCUS”. I have overheard him having conversations a few times and that is the name he is sometimes called.

I finally confirmed that he was ruthless when I heard someone call him Marco. If he is the same Marco that I have heard of that is feared by everyone in my neighborhood and beyond, then he is most definitely dangerous.

Within the last few days, I have had a series of encounters with him. The whole idea of him referring to me as love always makes me like a deer in headlights. It also drives me crazy and full of rage most times. As much as I wanted to be called someone's love, I never pictured it coming out of the mouth of an individual such as himself. I sometimes wish that he would just have his way with me in bed and let me go. I do sometimes see it in his eyes that he desperately wants to have s*x with me. But for some reason, he always holds back.

Just last night while I scoped around a few places in the house seeking a means of escape, I stumbled upon his room door and found it a bit opened. So I took the opportunity and sneaked my way into the room. A few dim lights were on so I was able to walk through the room with a bit of light to direct my path. He was not in the room when I got in. I felt like this was a perfect opportunity for me to get a phone and maybe try to reach out to someone for help. I checked his trousers and was lucky enough to find his phone. I tried unlocking the phone but it was all to no avail.

Damn! I whispered. The other funny thing is that in all my time in this house, I have never come across a landline. I quickly placed the phone back into his trousers when I heard someone walking into the room from the bathroom. I shivered in fear not knowing what to do. And boom the door opened. Marcus stood at the other side of the door with a towel wrapped around his waist. He didn't seem to see me at first. This was maybe because he was walking in from the bathroom where there was light into the room with very little light. I felt like this was an edge for me to try and run out of his room. Unfortunately for me, the lights came on fully before I could get to the door.

“Who is there?” I heard him yell. I immediately froze on the spot. “Turn around” he instructed. I quickly obliged in fear. I turned to face him while looking downwards towards tiled floor in his room. The next thing I felt was his palm on my chin lifting my face. My eyes came up to see his face and bare chest with water dripping down from them. To be honest, he had quite a flawless body figure for a guy. His abs were vivid enough to melt a lady. His slightly dark skin complemented it even more. The only problem was the scars on some parts of his body. I will not lie, I was gradually getting turned on. Just when I was trying to overcome my moment of lust, my eyes came in contact with his gradually rising boner that was trying to find it's way out of the towel that he had wrapped around his waist. For some reason, I just could not get myself to stop staring at it occasionally.

After a few moments of him watching me fidget after seeing his boner, he asked me what I was doing once again. All I could do was continuously stutter as I didn't know what to tell him at the moment. I could see him gradually come closer to me. I wanted to tell him to stop but I couldn't. As much as I wanted to, I just didn't feel like it. As he came closer to me, I gradually moved backwards till my back came in contact with his door with my eyes closed. I felt his breath coming closer and stronger. This could only mean that he was moving closer to me even after I had met the door. I opened my eyes to see his eyes in close contact with mine. At this point, he was obviously fully ready because his boner was now touching me even though our skin weren't in contact at the moment. While one of his hands was on my jawline, the other was gradually pulling down my pink crop top from my shoulder. I quivered as his hand gradually came down my skin. While this was going on, his phone fell off his pocket and began to ring. This brought me back to my senses in a split second. I could see the sudden look of disgust on his face when this happened. As he turned to look in the direction of his phone, I immediately opened the door and ran as fast as my legs could carry me. I ran into my prison of an room and shut the door behind me. In addition to this, I ensured the door was properly locked with it's key. I fell on the bed face first and covered my head with one of the pillows on the bed. I began to reminisce on how stupid I was to have let myself go in such a manner. I continued to curse myself by saying that he wasn't that handsome anyway. But this would be me lying. That dude is damn hot I tell you. And that was how I fell asleep the previous night till I woke up this morning.

I can't stop but wonder how I could have wasted my effort in such a way and still allow myself to be so stupid as to almost have consensual s*x with that bastard. I believe Marcus must have already known that I was snooping around last night. He had a few cameras installed in the house. Even right there in my room, there was a camera. Now I continue on my mourning phase of my bondage and maybe I just may find a route of escape as I mourn.

Boom!! It struck me like lightning as I grabbed my bed sheet. This is the idea I have been waiting for. Now I know why the universe made me go into Marcus's room last night. In his room was the only small window that didn't have any protector bars. This would be the perfect way to get out of this dungeon.