Kidnapped by the hot beast

I sighed and looked around the room. I wasn't sleepy at all.

I checked the front door. The rich material looked elegant. I pushed it and to my surprise it opened.

What!!!

Didn't he lock the door!!!

Yes he did!

He did it in front of me!

Then how is it open?

I opened it a bit more and had a look outside. The floor was reserved so it was still empty.

I looked back at Ian. He was still sound asleep, hugging the pillow.

An idea rushed through me. I was getting goosebumps.

But I wasn't impulsive.

I closed the door and went back to the couch.

I sat there and gave it a long thought.

If I run now, will it be safe?

But he can easily kidnap me again.

But what if I run and hide?

Yes.

I can do it.

I won't be getting an oppertunity like this anytime soon.

He won't be letting me go at least for a couple of years.

I can get back to my apartment and taking my savings, I can go hide in a hotel.

I can afford one for almost an year using my savings.

Should I take the risk?

But what he finds me?

He said he won't let it slip if I do something stupid.

The punishment for defying him.

It won't be that bad.