Katherine's Pov

"How did you know me and who the fuck are you? Why have you collared me in this darkness?" My eyes widened with curiosity, and a strong desire ran in me to know more about the stranger.

"You do not know who I am and I think that is supposed to mellow you, don't you dare raise your voice at me. If I could say your name without asking then don't be a child, know that you are dealing with a more treacherous person, do you understand?"

His voice was as low as possible yet his statement was also so firm and cautioning. One thing was for sure, I sensed danger but I wasn't going to die either, he wouldn't dare kill me.

"I need to know who you truly are, not that fantasy you have of being a master of those dangerous wild animals who wanted to spring at me."

"You can ask me humbly rather than yelling, Katherine. I told you to exercise patience, didn't I?" There are a lot of things you would like to know, but for now, try to calm down, alright?"

"I am not listening to you, you son of a bitch." I spat angrily at him. He clenched his fist as he closed his eyes and uncleaned his fist as he opened them. That must have got him badly, that's exactly how I wanted it to be.

"Language, Miss Katherine." It was so surprising that he spoke in a very soft voice even when he was physically looking angry. I shook my head, I was truly dealing with a perilous person.

"You know, your beautiful lips might cause a great deal of trouble if you don't learn to close them. I am not very nice as I strike you currently, be careful, honey."

"Is that a threat?"

He shrugged and moaned softly in his throat. "More or less, young lady."

I looked at him and strangely smiled, no, something more than that. A grin to be specific. I think he was the most interesting person. That, I mean to say, he's sick in the head and needs immediate treatment until it gets worse than presently.

But if it was some sort of psycho attack like I claimed, how could he just know my name and say it?

When he got closer, I felt a shiver down my spine. His scent calmed me instead of breaking me into pieces. I was at sea but something about him made me feel something deep inside me where no one could reach.

And the sad truth was that I didn't know what it was.

"You have a power that I crave," he said quietly, each word laced with venom. "A power that will make me unconquerable." He continued, emphasizing how much a great deal it meant to him.

"Well, I am sorry if I sound disappointed but you cannot have me." I am not yours, no one sold me to you and I am not a property to be owned, Mr."

My voice was barely above a whisper as I trembled. "I won't let you have it."

What was he using unstoppable power for? Perhaps capturing girls like me and using them for whatever his heart desired, right? Oh no, that was the last thing I was going to do.

His teeth gleamed as his smile widened. "Well, who doesn't love a challenge? But you see, I wouldn't have to stress myself on winning a challenge, you know why?" His gleam was dangerous, a smirk across his mouth as he waited for me to shake my head like a little baby.

"Good! That is because you have no option, my dear. I'll get what's properly mine. It doesn't necessarily have to be against your will or in your will. Either way, I am a victor."

"I asked you a question, would you be kind enough to answer me? Who and what are you and what am I doing in such a place?"

His smile disappeared, even though he was very close, his gaze far distant from me. A frown displayed on his face as he scrunched it up.

"Stressed by my question, huh?"

"You think so, Lady? I presume rather that I am doing you good. You don't understand and you won't understand no matter how hard you try. Let's allow time to take its course."

"Did I hear you say we? Um, scratch that, seriously there's no us and there can never be us. Get your power elsewhere, it's certainly not going to be me."

"You know what they saw? The more you talk, the less convincing you sound. So, I will leave that to you, Miss Katherine."

"You are such a dick!"

"Language, Miss Katherine." He said calmly and then bent down to match my height.

"I will be waiting for you, and when you come, be careful not to be rude. I don't entertain such people. Submissive is what I would want you to know more about because that is going to be your major course when you are finally with me."

He looked straight into my eyes, telling me something I couldn't catch. He cleared the hair covering my face and then glided his palm beneath my cheek.

Just as his hand felt, that was the same thing I felt—coldness. I heaved heavily and then he smiled loudly enough to showcase his perfect white teeth.

"Good night, sleep well…" he whispered those words to me and then withdrew his hand from where it was positioned.

Why couldn't I understand a thing of what he was revealing and why was my brain refusing to help me understand the whole situation?

And what did he mean by good night? Was he going to kill me or something?

"Sleep sound, Katherine." He repeated and I looked at him in full shock.

I startled awake as the dream abruptly stopped, my body bathed in cold sweat. As I looked around to see if I was in my bedroom, my heart continued to rush, and the residual echo of the figure's voice echoed in my head, a terrible reminder of the darkness that awaited me.