Tyler shook his head.

And as if just recovering.

And then, he turned the best way he could on the chair as he took in where he was.

As his eyes widened.

“You bastard.

You kidnapped me!

Let me go,” he screamed loudly, dragging harshly against the ropes.

I stood up, a sadistic smile plastered on my face as my fingers tapped on his cheeks, gripping them painfully.

Then, I turned his chin, his eyes clashing with the pool of darkness in my eyes.

“Let you go?” I said, but it was more of a question.

Then I breathed feigning a sad look as I muttered devilishly.

“But, we haven’t...