3. How Does He Know Her?

"You're gay. "The words rang in my head like an abominable insult, and I looked up at Salvatore with wide eyes.

"No, I'm not! "I yell with confusion and fright tight in my chest, but he scoffs. The sound was cold and dismissive. Like I didn't know what I was saying.

I try to move, maybe to cover the humiliating bulge with my hands, but the sting in my wrists reminds me of the shackles that I'm in. There is no hiding this embarrassment.

“I’m not gay. It's… Morning wood. “I lie, and he chuckles. This isn’t fucking morning wood. It’s a full-blown, undeniable erection that I do not know what caused.

"Those are the first words you're saying? People are usually careful when talking to me, and yet the first thing you do when you open your mouth is lie to me. "Salvatore says as he moves off the desk and begins to walk over to me.

His torso and muscles flex as he does so. He moves like a predator. Slow, calculating, and dangerous.

"I'm not lying. I'm not gay! "I reply with desperation making my voice rise, and he stops just a few inches away from me.

"And yet you stare at me like I'm something you want to eat. "He says softly, and I look away as his voice once again sends shivers through me.

"You don't know what you're saying. "I mumble in embarrassment as I feel myself begin to turn red.

He smells like oud and rain. I can't place it, but he smells rich… Unique. A scent I have never smelled on anyone before, and a scent I feel burning into my memory. The kind you can't forget even if you tried.

What is wrong with me? Why do I keep gawking at him? My thoughts are a jumbled mess, and nothing makes sense.

"Care to explain this, then. "He then mocks as he gently pushes the end of his whip against my erection, and I gulp.

"I'm... I'm just cold. " I stammer, the excuse sounding pathetic even to my ears. Laughter suddenly erupts from him, and I am forced to look back up at him because of how rich it sounds.

"Cold? I thought it was morning wood. This..." He pauses, his eyes flicking downward to my embarrassment

"Looks like it’s getting bigger." He adds mockingly, and it is unbearable, as I feel my face burn with shame.

I can't explain what is going on with me, but I know I am not gay. I’d always known something was weird about me. In college, I started noticing it more. I found women attractive, but I never wanted to be close to them... sexually. It’s why I am still a virgin at 25. But that doesn't mean I'm gay. I find women just as attractive as I find men. I just haven't met the right one yet. 

I'm not gay. I'm not!

"I see. You haven't come out yet. "Salvatore mocks me further, and I lose it.

"I'm not gay! I'm a straight man. I already told you. It’s morning wood, and it’s completely normal! "I yell, and I feel my heart drop when Salvatore smirks at me.

"You're still in denial. This should be fun. "He says as he walks closer to me, and I struggle against my restraints.

Something about his smirk creeps me out, and I know it means trouble is coming. Trouble that makes my stomach churn.

"What do you think you are? Top, or bottom? "He then asks. His tone is casual, like he is discussing the weather as he saunters back to the desk, I blink in shock.

Once he's there, he picks up a small bottle and pulls out a handkerchief from his pocket.

"I'll tell you mine. I'm top. "

The words make my heart stop as I gawk at him.

No fucking way. There's no freaking way this man is gay.

I watch in fear as he begins to walk up to me while opening the little bottle.

"What... What is that? What are you doing? "I question in panic as he turns the bottle upside down. Emptying its content on the handkerchief in his hand. I struggle against my restraint as he walks closer to me, and he smirks.

"Wait. Wait! I'll tell you everything you want to know. Please! Just... Just wait… "I begin to panic, as he gets behind me.

“Listen. I’ll tell you all you need to know. Don't… Don't kill me, please. “I beg further as I feel his body lean against mine from behind, causing my heart beat to pick a pace as I feel the warmth of his bare torso through my shirt.

"Relax. I’m not killing you… Yet. I’m just helping you realize what you are. "He says before covering my mouth and nose with the handkerchief, and I begin to struggle.

"What?! No, please! It's morning wood, I swear! "I scream muffled into the handkerchief, but he doesn’t stop.

"It's cute how hard you're trying to deny the truth. "He says and the room begins to spin.

"I'm... straight... "I mutter weakly, and I feel his other hand begging to reach for and caress my erection through my pants.

"No, you're not. I'll have fun proving that to you. " He whispers.

"What are you doing? "I question weakly and he smirks.

"Testing your theory. "He replies and with that, I feel his lips press against mine.

My heart stops in my chest, and that's the last thing my brain registers before everything fades to black.

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I open my eyes slowly and see a figure in front of me in a dimly lit room. I try to move, but can't and this quickly brings me to my senses. I struggle to look down at myself, and I see that I'm naked! Completely naked.

My legs are folded in front of me and tied apart. My hands on the other hand are tied behind me like a chicken clipped by its wings. I'm resting on a desk, and I'm completely exposed. I can feel my ass and dick facing whoever cares to look, and this sends embarrassment burning through me like hot lava. I begin to sweat in panic as I register the highly demeaning position I am held in.

I soon remember what happened before I passed out, and my head snaps up. To my horror, I find him there.

Salvatore sitting on a chair with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of wine in the other. Just… watching me.

"Hey! What's this madness? Why am I naked!? "I yell at him, and he smirks.

"For the view.

Nice view by the way. "He replies as he stares down at me, and I wish the ground could open and swallow me.

"Hey!! Don't look at me. Look away! "I yell, and he smirks as he gulps everything in his cup, drops it on the floor, and keeps smoking his cigarette.

"You refused to give me answers, so I decided to get them my way. If you speak up, good for you. And if you don't, good for me. "He says, as he walks over to me, and I swallow.

I can't tell him that Dimitri sent me. Dimitri knows where Vanessa is. If I rat him out, I'm more than certain that word will get to him, and he will hurt Vanessa as my punishment. But then if I don't give this man answers…

Salvatore raises my face by the chin to look at him, and as he lets out smoke onto my face, I cough.

"Your eyes... Are they natural? "He questions, and I gulp.

"Yes. "I reply, and he smiles.

"Violet eyes. I've never seen those before. "He says, and I just stare at him. Into his eyes. His magnetic green eyes. I haven't seen eyes like his before either. They look dead and emotionless, but somehow, they are still enchanting.

I stare down at his lips which are slightly parted because of the cigarette in them, and I remember that he kissed me before I blacked out. He kissed me! Why the fuck would he do that? Did I imagine it?

"Remembering the kiss? "He questions, and I freeze. I didn't imagine it.

“Did you like it?” He questions further, and for some reason, I feel heat in my cheeks. I look away from him, and he turns my face back to look at him.

"Want another one? "He questions, and I just stare at him. Unsure of what to say to get myself out of this horrific situation.

"I told you. I'm not gay. "I say as I stare at him, and he pulls the cigarette out of his mouth. I watch him throw it to the ground and take a deep breath.

"You're fascinated by me. It's written all over you. "He says, and I begin to feel frustrated. Why won't he listen!?

"You're too full of yourself you perverted dick. I'm not into you. I'm a straight man. Get that into your thick skull Salvatore! You may be gay, and that's good for you. But I'm not! "I spit, and he smirks.

"Feisty. I like that. "He says as he smiles at me, and as his eyes twinkle, I look away again.

"I also like how your body is a worse liar than you are. "He says, and when I look down, I find myself erect once again.

Heat creeps up my neck and spreads all over my face like wildfire, as I find myself horrified by my body’s betrayal.

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?!

I snap my eyes back up to him, and he has a godforsaken smirk on his face, as though he’s just won a game.

"You want me to help you… Ease the tension? "He questions, and my jaw drops as I feel my face flush. He begins to reach for my dick, and I lose it.

"Dimitri sent me! I don't know what's in the safe. He just sent me to get whatever I saw in the safe. I didn't want to do this job, but I had no choice. I'm indebted to him, and he knows where my younger sister is. "I blurt and when I look back at him, I find him frozen, staring at me with his hand almost at my dick.

"I was able to get into your house because I hacked into your security system a few days back and learned your guard's patrol pattern. I was also able to get some passwords. That's how I knew the code to the room. I don't know what's in your safe or what Dimitri plans to do with it. I swear! "I add, and he pulls his hand back and keeps staring at me. In silence.

What is going on in his mind?

I watch as his eyes suddenly grow darker, and the sight terrifies me. He has taken up a dark and scary exterior. One that is very different from how he was just a few seconds ago. If I thought he was scary before, this is worse. Almost like the mere mention of Dmitri's name flipped something inside of him.

His eyes become narrow, and his posture stiffens. Is he going to confront Dimitri? If… If that happens, Dimitri will take revenge on my sister. I shouldn’t have said anything.

Salvatore suddenly turns around and starts walking towards the exit, and my heart dies in my chest.

"Salvatore, please wait! Please... He knows where my sister is! He'll hurt her if he knows I told you anything. Mr. Salvatore! Please let me go to her! Please! He’ll kill her! "I yell after him in panic, but he doesn’t turn around.

“Mr. Salvatore, please!! She’s just a little girl! “I yell, and he stops.

“I know how much Vanessa means to you. I’m not going to let him hurt her. “He says, and I freeze in shock as I watch him leave.

I never told him Vanessa’s name.

How does he… How does he know her name?