Charlotte's p.o.v

I was engrossed in the love making session. It was the first time I was making out with a guy I new little about. Rotimi was perfect... His romancing skills were dope.

I felt the cold breeze kiss my sensitive skin and it just made me feel better. He was romantically choking me and I coughed. That's when I woke up to the realization and the irritating truth that it was just a mere dream.

I was in the same place where the 'beasts' had left a few hours ago. Not that cossy and comfortable bed in the fantasy world.

For a moment I had felt like a queen in her own kingdom only to be ushered back to reality as if I had boarded the wrong automotive. I was literally shaking as the hairs on my skin stood arect. I froze with the bedsheets.

I wanted to scream but a pert of my mind advised me against the decision. They would think I was just faking it and I would instead be punished for disrupting then.

I saw a dark figure or I thought my eyes were just playing tricks on me again. No it was real.

Until I realized it was Rotimi, I had almost wet my bedsheets as I tensed and freenzed in the dark corner. At first I just opened my mouth in the darkness bothing came out.

The few minutes terror couldn't allow me to think straight. I was shaken that he had boiled my blood for no important and sad that in a few weeks I would be someone's wife by force.

Yes... Me, who had not yet entertained the idea of getting married at all. It was until the frightening echo the footsteps that life almost slipped out my feeble body. I tightly held help close to me until I could feel the pain in the joints of my hands.

"Cool down..." He posed and stared at me. "Look, I won't let anyone harm you now. We are gonna die together if we have to," he assured me in a breathy voice.

I had no strength left me to open my mouth and respond. I couldn't even construct a feasible statement... My flooded subconscious mind couldn't allow me to.

I just held onto him as bitter tears streamed down my cheeks. I had cried before but I had never seen death this close. I felt like a villain in a real life horror movie. What if he wasn't here?

The consistent footsteps seemed to approaching the door before the suddenly dissappeared.

I heaved a sigh of relief for a moment but the person, the footsteps slowly approached the door and stopped. When did this house start to be haunted?

My heart was pounding in my chest... I could hear the heartbeats. As long as I was still in that house I was as good as dead. They could reverse their decision any time and kill me instead.

The footsteps dissappeared away in the corridor but I still held onto him as if my life depended on it. My sweaty fingers dug into his back and we held each other for moment without talking. I looked deeper into his emotionless eyes, they were charmingly nice.

"You have to get out of these dungeon before they kill you. There is a way," his brittle voice whispered into my ears. His breath was warm and comforting. I felt at peace in his masculine arms.

"I don't want to see you get abused and mistreated in the name of marriage for the mistakes you didn't commit," he affirmed.

At least I got something who cared for me. I was gradually beginning to love him. I had never had a boyfriend before and Rotimi was going to be my very first.

"What's the plan?" I whispered as I cared his warm hands.

He pulled me closer till I could feel his heart beats. I could feel the connection, the bond between get stronger.

Wait!

Was I in love with him already? Did I really know how identy?

"I want us to get out of this place as soon as possible. I don't want you to get married to that beast," he said as he ran his warm fingers in my curly hair.

It was a new idea to me. I had thought about running away. But where could I run to in a country where mafia bosses had good network and nobody ever escaped their traps?

"Where? Do you want us to run into another perfect trap?" I asked as I let go of him and slowly sat on the bed.

"You don't have to doubt my plans. I got everything mapped out very well and if we manage no one will ever of hear about us again," he assured as he sat beside me.

That sounded better. A plan? At long last would be free again. I will be a free citizen again. His plan... His voice was soothing to my ears which had used to listening to insults. I welcomed his plan.

And who in his right mind could reject such an escape from the jaws of the dragon?

I looked into the dark ceiling as I flash backed my past. Never had I thought I would ever end up in such a circus of horrible and disgusting events. But here I was to either die or prepare to die later.

"Am in for the plan, but we have to be very careful with our steps. Any wrong move and we will all be dead. If Clemont Hill..."

"You don't have to mention his name. Even the gods ain't happy with what you are going though. You don't deserve this!" He retorted.

He sounded convincing and aware of what he was talking about. I had no option but to trust him.

"We better be first before the wedding day," I urged him.

"Just leave that to me dear, am going to get that fixed as soon as I can," he assured.

I breathed in a relief. For the first time since I was brought in that room, my juicy lips parted as beamed with a smile. Like consistent drops of water from a faulty tap, so did tears of joy trickle down my ever sad cheeks.

I found myself leaning towards him and warm bodies embraced in tight hug. It was one of the rarest moments in my life. My heart rhythymically drummed in my chest like echos of perfect drums from a distance.

I let out a soft moan as his warm lips journeyed my soft neck. For a moment I felt as if I was floating in space.