AIDEN'S POV

I woke up with a banging head. I wonder how hard I fell. Where am I, and how did I get here? The room was empty and dark. My hands were tied alongside my legs too. I could barely move, and my pounding head only added to the list of things that were frustrating. Have I been kidnapped? I felt tired—too tired to even think of finding an escape route.

I heard footsteps, and I became alarmed.

"Who's there? Hello?" I called, hoping that someone would at least come to my aid.

"Well, well, well. The lover boy is finally awake. I must admit, you were out for...