Kidnapped by the hot beast

I sunk backward deeply into couch.

My face was flushed with all the bad possibilities. By the amount of heat I was feeling over my face, I could tell that I was tomatto red.

"Something in mind", he asked luringly.

"I-I need to use the bathroom"

He smiled "Okay", he said backing off.

By his mischievous glint, I can tell that he knows well why I need to use the bathroom.

Just I got the passable space, I jumped out and ran for bathroom.

Entering, I locked the door. I took a breath of relief.

I just don't want to go out.

The hell os waiting for me outside.

Taking a long long and very long shower, I finally had to come out when my skin started wrinkling.

I wish I could sleep in this spacious bathroom.

I wasn't that stupid to walk out in towell again. I have made the mistake once but not again.

So I wore a nighty that covered upto my mid-thigh. There wasn't any longer than that one provided by hotel.

I slowly opened the door and peeked outside. Ian was lying over the bed typing something over his cell.

I quietly made my way to the couch. Just as I was about to reach it Ian said.

"Where are you going"

I stopped

I've been caught.