A sharp pain courses through me when my eyelids flicker open. My hand holds my temple and I sit upright. My eyes scan through the unfamiliar room. I’m in a bedroom, and hanging mighty on the ceiling over me is the unclothed picture of Alpha Arkon.
My eyes widen in great shock at the sight of it.
I’m in his room, and the only thing that explains how I got here is the fact that the lunatic brought me here. He must have hit me hard from behind. The little pain I’m feeling in my neck makes it evident.
But then….
I swallow hard as my eyes slowly move up, taking a second look at the image, and they find all the crazy details on his body. He has such nice and perfect abs, and the long powerful Japanese dragon tattoo on his body leaves my mouth hanging.
I’ve never seen anything like it.
