I opened my eyes as I came to my senses and was met with complete darkness. My head was pounding as if hit by a truck. I tried to adjust my vision to the surroundings but it was pitch black, there was no sign of light anywhere.
I tried moving my aching hands, but they were tied to something, and so were my legs.
I jerked my limbs to loosen the ropes but they were tied with precision, I couldn't even move them an inch. My throat was parched and so were my lips. I swallowed my saliva to moisten it and traced my tongue on my lips. I couldn't remember anything from before, my mind was completely blank. I couldn't recall how I had ended in this cold, dark room tied to a chair.
Where was I, and where were Waleed and the kids? Are they here with me, tied in the same way? I tried to concentrate on hearing something but there was no sign of movement or sound of breathing around me.
"Waleed?" I called out, "Ahad, Abeer?"
I thought of Abdullah, he was too young. He needed me and I can't imagine what the people who held me captive, would be treating him.
I got no reply, there was still pin drop silence. I tried hard to see something but it was too dark. I gave up after some time and it was then I heard the heavy footsteps. A single set of footsteps, whoever it was had, a firm way of walking. The footsteps were getting closer. I shut my eyes to figure out, which direction they were coming from. Then I felt it, someone's breath fanning my cheek. I felt my skin shiver where it hit me.
The scent of the person's cologne filled my nostrils. I knew this scent, I tried recalling. I was certain that I have smelled it before, but where? And on Whom?
"You are awake," he whispered in my ear in his husky voice.
Only three words spoken in his deep voice with the touch of an Italian accent were enough to make me recognize him. His lips brushed the rim of my ear. I felt disgusted and moved away from where he was leaning over me.
The next moment, I felt him sniff my hair," You smell delicious, just like fresh apricots," his breath fanned the side of my neck this time, making me feel sick to the core.
I turned my face to the other side, I just wanted to get out of this place., but it was not possible in my current state. I sensed the heat radiating from his body at my back. My body was screaming to get, as far away from this man as possible.
"Didn't you recognize me?" He asked, in his deep voice which always feels like a caress against my skin.
I could feel his breath on my other cheek now. His lips were closed to my ear, nearly touching them. Then I felt his caress, a feather-light touch of his knuckles on my cheek. I jerked backward from his touch, it was making me cringe. I wanted to slap that man, for touching me.
"Don't touch me," I screamed in fury.
It didn't look like it had any effect on him, because the next moment a finger was dragged down my face, from my forehead to nose to the top of my lip. I opened my mouth and bit his finger hard. He pulled back his finger with a tsk sound.
"Feisty, I like it," he murmured in admiration.
"Untie me, you bastard," I growled.
"Shhhh, Dolcezza, you didn't answer my question," his tone held disapproval.
I knew who he was, how couldn't I? The moment this man had stepped into my life everything had gone spiraling downward. I had been trying hard to protect my family from this man's evil intentions, but it felt like I had failed. I was here held captive by him and I didn't have any idea where Waleed and my kids were?
"What did you do to my husband?" I asked him dreading what his reply could be.
"He won't be a problem, after today," he whispered in his seductive voice again.
I felt like someone stabbed my heart. What had he done to Waleed? I didn't even want to think about it. I felt someone was pulling out life from my body. How was I supposed to live without him?
"I will kill you," I pulled at my restraints hysterically.
A soft male laugh echoed in the room, I wanted nothing more than to put a bullet through this mans head.
"Dolcezza, you can't even free yourself, how are you going to kill me?" He mocked.
I wanted to cry, I could have never imagined I would be in such a position. I had always prided myself on being strong and being able to defend myself and my family against any threat. Right now all I could feel was a chilling fear spreading through my body. I knew I couldn't do anything to him, not till I was bound to this chair.
"What about my kids?" I don't know how I accumulated the strength to ask this question.
"They will be taken care of," I heard him at my back.
I struggled again to loosen the ropes, but it didn't help much. Still, I kept struggling, I needed to get free so I could fight this man and think of escaping. I could have begged him to let me go, but I won't give him that satisfaction. I was, I am, and always will be Mrs. Waleed Kamal and I won't beg to anyone, especially this man.
"Rameen, " his voice felt like a caress on my skin. He used to call me by my first name, only a few people did that and he was one of them. He had never addressed me as Mrs. Waleed Kamal ever.
"Let me go," I hissed.
" You are not in a position to do anything, least, order me, Dolcezza," I felt him caress the back of my neck with his two fingers.
I jerked my body forward and he chuckled, his devilish laugh echoed through the darkness. All of a sudden I sensed his breath on my face. He was leaning over me, my breath stopped. How did he come to my front, moments ago I had heard his laugh at my back. How was he doing it? Why didn't I heard his footsteps this time?
"Dolcezza, get this thing into your mind. You will be marrying me and will be providing me with offspring's to rule my empire," He blew a cool breath on my face.
"There can't be a bigger fool than you in this world if you think you can make me do anything against my will by holding me captive. Get this into your thick skull, you low life scum, I will make your life a living hell if you force me for anything," I shot back.