2 : The shadow man

Evelyn :

When I heard the footsteps behind me, I tried to get up for a moment because it was not right for me to be in defenseless position so my enemy can get to me from behind. In that state, I was completely unarmed, but by the time I moved, I could only whimper in pain and start to see the stars dancing across my eyes, seeing the whole image doubling over me.

My eyes closed and I realized that I no longer had the strength to resist the sleep that had dragged me deeper and deeper into the darkness, but before I could fall back down into the ground and lean my head against it, an animal kind of sound came from behind me, like a growl. So loud that even through the pain, I got scared and opened my eyes, remembering where I am and what is going on.

The whispers started again.

"Oh no, we angered the Master."

"Master, please forgive us, it was a mistake! We didn't know she was the one!"

The sound came again, but dangerously closer, and before I could close my eyes one last time, two strong hands grabbed me and pulled me closer to a firmer  and much larger body. All I could do was feel the pain while my tears created a wetness on my cheeks.

"Stay with me," the voice above me commanded in a gentle tone, but I felt anger through it. I wanted to obey, do my best to stay awake, but I could only cry without even realizing what I was saying and not realizing that I had been trapped and caught in someone else's property.

"Stop it please," I whispered, forgetting that I was asking for help from my enemy , but at that moment I didn't care.

"Don't worry, nobody will hurt you anymore," he muttered, the next moment I felt a calm feeling sink into me, the pain disappeared, and I could only close my eyes when the darkness lured me finally in this time.

**

As I woke up, it felt like I was hungover. My head was aching and there was an unpleasant pressure throbbing in my temples, but overall, I felt pretty good. Even rested.

In an attempt to remember what had happened, I finally opened my eyes. The first thing that confused me was the dark ceiling above me  because, as far as I remember, my room was white.

What?

Turning my head, I looked around until I finally stopped. First, I was not in my room and Second, I was not alone.

A man was sitting on the couch near the bed, by the window. Half-naked man.

He was wearing gray workout pants and everything else was naked, showing how well muscled he was. He had a glass of some yellowish liquid in his right hand, and from my point of view it looked like whiskey. My eyes fell on his shoulder, I breathed sharply as I saw the tattoo.

That tattoo was so familiar that I started remembering picture after picture and event after event as a clear day.

Even though I was dull in the night from the terrible pain, by the end I noticed what the man looked like.

Dressed in a black cloak , with a hood on his head, I noticed a tattoo that glowed strangely in the dark and I realized he had nothing under his jacket. Holding an impressive sword in his hand, I could only focus on my pain. I even didn't notice.

Oh god ...

I looked at his face and his eyes were already on me. My heart stopped.

He was perfect.

Chocolate dark hair, high cheekbones, thick eyebrows, and even scars made the whole look sexier around the right eye and across the left cheek and one under his mouth. He had a muscular body because I could feel him everywhere last night where he held me. Even the tattoo was exactly the same when I was paying attention to it now. And finally his eyes. Oh god. It felt like I was going to burn from that sight alone, seeing small fire sparkles in those golden eyes.

Has he been sitting there watching me for a long time? Did he wait for me to wake up so he could do all kinds of things to me later? Or ... omg ... why did he ever bring me to ....

As I looked around again, I realized that we were in a big room, quite beautiful because everything was spacious, clean and elegant. The view from the large window at all made me breathless, seeing only the sky and ocean for miles from a distance. It was early morning, as I realized, because it was still dark outside, barely noticeable because of sunrise, and turning back, I saw the fireplace on the opposite side of the wall, directly opposite me. There was a gentle flame of fire that leapt from the logs that had been placed inside.

It felt like I woke up to a fairy tale, but I knew it was a reality. A reality I still didn't want to believe.

Thinking, I didn't even notice him moving. His steps were like a ghost, like a lion, who had just seen the prey slowly approaching it, so he can in particular moment jump on it, but miraculously, I felt secure with him. I didn't even know why.

Turning towards him, I noticed him straightening up his body and my mouth completely drooled from the sight , seeing his eight pack abs and the muscles completely releasing from the tension they were in.

And boy ... he was so tall and huge.

I wonder why I have not yet fallen out of bed to scream for help or passing out.

"How are you feeling?" the man spoke for the first time.

I completely stared at the man, finally hearing his voice, which was low but pleasantly soothing.

Swallowing my saliva hard, I looked around again, noticing that I was in black satin sheets and blankets. At the foot of the bed was a fluffy white fur blanket that made the whole scene even more elegant.

Where am I?

As I looked at myself, I noticed that I was not in my clothes or in my pajamas. I only wore a big white T-shirt and little black panties. As far as I knew, I didn't have a bra.

What? I really didn't know what is going on here.

Without letting me panic that this unknown man might have seen me completely naked and changed me, I looked at him again.

With his hands crossed on his chest, the man stood much closer to the bed, as though waiting for my answer, first letting the situation sink in.

"Where am I?" my voice trembled.

Of course, I didn't ask who he was because I knew well that I didn't want to hear the answer. That alone will make the situation worse.

"You are in my home. I saved your life if you remember," he replied calmly, again having that intense look like from last night when he  took me in his arms.

oh boy ...

"And you are ..." I couldn't keep my mouth shut and started, "you are ....

"My name is Raphael. I work for FBI," he continued, careful with his words.

FBI?

"Your name is Raphael ," I said slowly, tasting his name as I tried to get some reaction from him, but his face remained emotionless.

"You realize I'm dangerous?"

He immediately furrowed his eyebrows and a muscle twitched in his jaw.

"What are you talking about now?"

I smiled eventually. So something.

"I don't want to scare you, but since you've kidnapped me and brought me into your home, I can't guarantee I won't fight." I explained in fear but tried to be sure enough to scare him with my words.

Seconds passed unnoticed but there was still no reaction.

Silence. There was only a deadly silence.

Meanwhile, his eyes were staring through me, as if he would take my all possible secrets from me.

I gritted my teeth impatiently, but I couldn't wait to be away from here either.

How did he ever have the right to kidnap me and keep me at all. Just as well, if he saved me, like he said, he was able to take me to the hospital after what happened at the gate.

"Why am I here? What are you going to do with me?" not keeping the silence any longer, I changed the subject because I saw that I would not get an answer.

For this he immediately relaxed. A slow smile crept on the man's face and boy ... I would be lying if that wasn't sexy.

"Hmm," he muttered while the man crossed his arms to get a little closer, "What do you think why are you here?"

I wondered why, but no reason purely seemed to matter until two thoughts made me freeze.

"You think I'll tell others what's really going on here?"

Either he keeps me for information so I don't share it with others, or he brings me for his own use. The second made me shiver.

Raphael suddenly smiled looking at the ground, watching my thoughts turn as he took a step closer to lean down, dangerously closer to me, which made me lean against the back of the bed.

Much closer I could smell his body and I almost closed my eyes in pleasure. He smelled of sweet coconuts, something exotic in general, the aftershave cologne was a confusion to my brain that made me lean forward a little but after realizing what I was doing, I jumped back out of shame.

What is wrong with me?

He might hold me here in his captivity to make sure I don't tell anyone about him and what happened at the entrance. But I know his secret. About plants that talked to me as living creatures.

Oh no.

My eyes widened.

What made me talk about it? I could just pretend to remember nothing and would have believed his words that he was some kind of security agent. It made me so stupid because now my life is at risk. Oh no ...

Watching my panic, his right hand went up. The reflexes and all the instincts knew he wouldn't hurt me, even if I wasn't sure about his real motives, but I couldn't stop my reaction when I closed my eyes, waiting for the slap, or something to make me realize that he was a enemy but there was a long silence when nothing happened.

When I opened my eyes again to take a deep breath, I noticed that he didn't like my reaction at all. Frowning, he slowly touched my cheek and this time I didn't cover or fear. I saw the worry in his gaze.

But why?