5| Nowhere to Run

Nikki's POV 

I was about to hit the ground and injure myself again but was caught by two strong arms on time. 

Abruptly my head snapped up to meet a pair of green eyes which slipped the ground below me! 

He is the same man who has taken me here against my will. His green eyes were looking dark and deep. The look on his face was of anger and it seemed like he was controlling the storm that was building within him. 

Adrenaline pumped through my veins and I could feel my knees giving out partly due to lack of energy and partly out of fear. 

I gulped as the dread ran down my body. He doesn't need to open his mouth to scare someone, his eyes are enough to make someone pee in their pants and the intensity with which he was looking at me froze me at my place. I wanted to pull away from him but my body ditched my brain and refused to follow its orders.  

The scratches on my palm were stinging like hell and I could feel the blood dripping down my wounded knees. Every fiber of my body was aching, my energy was completely drained out and my eyes were baggy, begging for proper sleep. 

I swallowed down the tears that were building in my throat as my willpower that was stronger than the pain my body was going through allowed me to stand without his support. 

"Where do you think you were going?" He asked, his thick voice penetrating my eardrums. 

"Home!" I replied with my chin up, trying my best to stop it from quivering. 

"And where is it?" He cocked his eyebrow, expecting an answer from me. 

I gulped as I don't know where my home is. 

"That is not your matter of concern. You have kept me here illegally and I have all the rights to go wherever I am and do whatever I want!" I defended myself.

"Yes, right!" He nodded his head walked behind me and abruptly picked me in his arms in bridal style as if I weigh nothing "but not when you were spying on me!" 

"I was not spying on you. It was just a coincidence!" I yelled and wiggled in his hold, I was definitely not ready for this. 

"Who knows?" He made his grip tighter around me. 

"Either kill me or let me go" I whined. 

"Don't worry. I will end your chapter with my own hands once it is proved that you were spying on me!" He came back. 

I hate him! 

I squirmed in his hold to make myself free but my strength was nothing in comparison to his. It felt like my efforts were not affecting him. He kept on walking towards his home without giving me a single glance and I on my part stayed in his arms helplessly, when I got tired of making futile attempts to make myself free from his deathly grip. 

As we entered his mansion, his men started staring at me as if I am some unique creature. This was the same way they were looking at me a few hours ago when their boss served me as their treat.

But this time one thing was different. The green eyed monster who was carrying me gave deathly glares to his men, and his one glance was enough for them to move their gaze to the floor. Their moves were actually controlled by their boss, this was the kind of authority this man holds. 

But this does not give him the right to play with the lives of others. He cannot keep me with himself just like that. I will fight till my last breath! 

I became a little late by the time I decided to fight again as he already entered the room. As I looked around I found that it was not the room in which I was before. It was pretty huge with a world-class interior and luxuries. 

It seems like he has bought me in his room. 

But why? 

Am I not a spy for him? Who treats an unlawful like this? 

"So that you can't run!" He answered my unasked question without even glancing at me. 

Can he read my mind? 

He made me sit on the bed before walking to the door and locking it. I tried to stand up but my legs didn't cooperate. The blood was continuously running down from my knee and my joints were jammed. It was a very long and tedious day for me. My body was begging for rest. 

My head snapped in his direction as he started stepping towards me. His eyes were dark and indecipherable as usual. Step by step he reduced the distance and increased the tension between us. He stopped when he was standing between my knees. 

"L- let me go!" I wanted to scream this at the top of my lung because this is my right but unfortunately, my voice trembled and it came out as a request for which I hated myself. 

He leaned in and I pulled back in reaction, taking my weight on my bruised palms. His face came to a halt when it was just a centimeter apart from mine, his nose was brushing the tip of my nose and his breaths fanning my lips. His green eyes stare down at my chocolaty brown orbs as if he wants to delve deep into their depth with no intention of coming back. 

"What if I don't?" He mocked. 

My wrist twisted and I lost my control when I tried to move back in an attempt to make a proper distance. I  winced in pain as my injured palm got hurt again. I was about to fall back on the bed but his arm snaked around my back and saved me from falling... Again! 

"You were thinking about running away from me when you can't even support yourself" he spoke against my lips "my little spy" 

He was so close to me that I felt his chest vibrating when he chuckled inwardly while calling me 'His little Spy' 

I wanted to yell at his face and tell him that I am not a spy. I was running away from my life that was no less than hell but got caught in another hell. But his spell was so strong that I found my tongue tight, lips sealed, and brain out of words. 

At present I should be the one yelling at him, telling him that what he is doing is completely illegal and unethical but here I am lying in his arm, under his mercy as if I belong to him and he has every right to do so. 

We were so close that I am sure he could easily hear my heart that is thumping very loud in my chest. 

I was snapped out of my world when the sound of tearing clothes reached my ears. By the time I realized what has happened I was sitting in my undergarments. He has yanked the already torn gown from my body, shredding it into pieces. 

As I came to my senses, my hands rose to push him away and save my dignity or at least cover myself from getting nude in front of a stranger. But my trembling muscles were too weak to match his beastly strength. 

"What- what are you doing?" I asked when my body ditched me and I found myself completely helpless. 

"Nothing you can't handle!" He replied in his thick and manly voice. 

The arm that was holding me from behind lifted me and his other hand pulled away the gown from me in one swift move. Once the gown was out of his way, his eyes trailed down my body, taking in every inch of my now exposed skin. 

My arms came to the rescue and cover my body as much as they could. I felt goosebumps rising at places where his penetrating green eyes were roaming. 

"There is no need to hide yourself as I have seen much better!" He rolled his eyes. 

I shuddered as a cold wind hit my almost nude body. My gasp caught his attention and his eyes snapped back to me, freezing me at my place. 

It seems like the cold air, low temperature, bare minimum clothes on my body and his chilling stares will surely covert me into ice! 

After a second he moved back and I released a deep breath which I didn't know, I was holding for so long. 

"Do not dare to move from this bed as you have nowhere to run" he warned me. His eyes held such a threat that I felt some invisible ropes tying me to the bed. 

He turned on his heels and disappeared behind a glass which I think is a bathroom. 

When he came back he was no longer wearing his coat. The sleeves of his white shirt were rolled to his elbows exhibiting his thick veins. The shirt was tight and was hugging his body, reflecting his perfect muscles. His arms were folded as he was holding something in them, the position pushed up his muscles and his biceps were almost ready to tear his shirt and bulge out. 

Forest green eyes, chiseled jaw, long legs, broad shoulders, well sculpted body, and authoritative steps, his everything was screaming power, raw power. 

By looks, he seems like he is in his mid-thirties but by personality, he looks very young and energetic. I never understand what these men eat to build such a beastly body and keep themselves looking young and evergreen. 

My eyes moved up when he cleared his throat. I gulped as I realized how shamelessly I was checking out my kidnapper. 

He was carrying a blank expression as usual but his lips were turned up a little bit which I took as a smirk. I think I need to test my eyesight. I blinked once, twice, and then thrice to believe that he was actually smirking. There was a very small curve but it still was a smirk. 

He knew that I was checking him out. My cheeks turned crimson red at the thought but the color of my face drained with his next words. 

"So, shall we start?"