"What do you want?" I panicked, trying to shift back as he approached the bed. He ignored my question and leaned closer to me.

"Such a beautiful thing," his hands shot to my hair and I hissed as he dragged it.

"Please what do you want?" I asked, gulping loudly. He grinned deeply as he shifted back.

"We may want something but sometimes cannot get it. I am lucky I get what I want," he paced down the room and I just stared at him in confusion.

"I don't understand," I croaked out and he sighed as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"How do you know my...