LUCA
Being trapped in a man's, handsome man's arms on his lap I couldn't do anything as he wouldn't budge so I took my time to stare at him. His face was perfectly sculptured, like a masterpiece carved from smooth marble but brought to life. His jawline is sharp enough to cut glass, and cheek bones high and prominent giving him an air of both power and regality.
His lips are full with a natural curve and always seem to be caught in a smirk devilish and charming. And the most mesmerizing part is his eyes, they burn with a golden-red hue, like molten larva drawing you in with their intensity. There is something predatory about them but also strange softness, he wasn't looking at me, he was consuming me.
His hair is a dark inky black, slightly tousled with loose waves that frame his face perfectly giving him an effortlessly yet untouchable allure. His body is tall and lean, yet every movement exudes power.
He's not just handsome, he's unreal. How can someone look that dangerous and beautiful at the same time? It's not fair.
Tell me why the hell I am admiring a stranger I just met and I would clearly write a whole book just about how he looks, this is insane!!!! Snap out of it!
"How the hell did I get here?" I finally managed to squirm out of his hold and this time surprisingly he lets me go as I pant like I am from war and my hair all disheveled. I finally managed to look at him, the man is perched casually on a throne like seat. He looks at me with a smirk yet again, equally amused and curious as if I was the most fascinating thing he's ever seen.
He can't stop staring, "this guy...." I mumble under my breath in disbelief. What's there to see, I am only wearing a set of pajamas and definitely bed hair sticking all over me, this is so embarrassing.
"Why am I here, what's happening, is this a dream?" I managed to ask yet again. "You're here because you wanted to be, even if you won't admit it yourself yet" I look at him in sheer disbelief "how's that answering any of my questions" I fold my arms showing am absolutely serious for whatever is happening and it makes him chuckle, he's chuckling??
This place? Despite the unease, there is a haunting beauty to it, I can't help being drawn to it. "Can you please just explain what's going on here without all this cryptic nonsense?!" I didn't mean to spat at him but he keeps testing my patience and he's easily doing that.
He only chuckles and leans closer to me making the bells in my head to go off like an alarm. Instinctively I take a step back as he takes a step forward, why does he have to be so much closer? "Oh but where's the fun in that? Answers will come when you're ready for them" he speaks in a low, silky voice leaving me flustered as my heart was pounding to the proximity.
As expected his vague answers were in riddles making me stomp my feet in exasperation like a kid I don't like being confused and looking like an idiot, because for all I know he's enjoying my lost self.
"What's your name?" at least he would answer that. He looks amused like he wasn't expecting that. "Call me Lucien" he replies, hmm Lucien, I taste his name on my tongue rolling off so easily, he lives up to his name.
I remember him mentioning a bond, "mine?" he looks at me "you said, mine? What was that supposed to mean?" I see Lucien smirk brushing his fingers under my chin tilting my head up "it means you belong to me now little star whether you like it or not" the weight of those words leave me breathless, my mind reeling 'belong? To him? What the hell?!'
"None of this makes any sense" I speak but more like to myself "it will make sense with time" he only shrugs it off and caresses the bridge of my nose with his damn smirk "it's time to wake up little star" looking at him confused I was just about to ask what he implies by that and am suddenly pulled back to my bed and I wake up with a gasp.
There my mom sat beside me on the bed having pulled the blankets off me "did you sleep late, you wouldn't even barge a bit" she seems surprised "I woke you up like 10 mins ago" she shakes her head standing up "it's already early morning, get up before it's late" she warns before walking out of my room leaving me confused, how am I back here again? Or was I here all this time?
Am left questioning whether it was all a dream... But the warmth of the ring on my finger and the faint scent of ash and roses lingering in the air tell me otherwise.
"Oh my God, it was too real" I mess up my hair more looking around to see if anything had changed or flipped "because it was real.....what is happening" I almost screamed out but my mom beat me to it. "Luca get out of there or I'll drag you out myself" and I know she's not kidding. With a final thought I know I will find out the rest later but now it's already another day gotta catch my morning class. I look at the ring again and whisper "Lucien"... I know everything was real just not in order, with a small smile I wake up and do my morning routine somehow my mood between confused and excited, it might seem crazy but am so curious about Lucien and I want to learn more about the handsome man- "jeez I know, he knows he's handsome it was unnecessary of me to say it out loud urghh..." I groan the moment soap gets into my eyes, now I have to stop thinking about him before I become more clumsier....