Narrator's POV

(A Nightmare)

Violet's emerald eyes looked confusedly at the door. She needed the money to survive through medical school. She had no choice but to work in that famous hotel.

She stopped between the two rooms. Her eyes staring at the falling template on the door. She couldn't tell if it was 506 or 509. She was still contemplating when the door flung open and a strong hand pulled her in. It was too dark- darker than even the fear eating her away.

So dark that she couldn't make out who it was. Only his strong masculine scent wafted through her nose.

"What-"

"You came back- I am...