Slowly I open my eyes but shut them quickly due to sharp light. I groan as pain shot through the back of my head.
"Good, you're awake," said a smug voice
I open my eyes again, blinking my eyesight adjusted to the view. I narrowed my eyes at the culprit sitting in front of me on a recliner, smugness never leaving his face.
"Hello, beautiful," he said smirking showing off his perfect white teeth, Peter.
I try to move but notice that I'm tied to a wooden chair, I pull at my restraints but no avail, I feel a slight cut on my wrists so, I stop pulling at them and turn to glare at my captor.
"Ooo... don't look at me like that, it does something to me and it's not such a good idea, I don't want to die young," he chuckled amused which made me glare at him harder
"That's funny of you to tal
