“Um- hey. Calm down. No big, okay? Just take deep breaths.” I was pleading with him now and he had me backed into the door he had come from. I wasn’t entirely sure what to say next. Having pretty much used up all the phrases the average person used to calm down the psycho stalker man, I was in a sticky situation. Where’s the sedative needles when you need them, hmm?

What could I say that wouldn’t make him freak-out and attack me? At a loss I splayed my hands against the wooden door behind me and my fingers landed on the cold metal of a handle. A plan unfolded.

Hiding my grin I looked Tobias in the eyes, and leaned in very close so that our noses were touching. His eyelids drooped slightly and he started to move his body closer to mine. Like I said, he’s got to be bi-polar!

To my chagrin I could feel my own breath speed up in anticipation I twisted the handle on the door slowly then pushed a bit. Yes! It swung in, not out, something that would have completely ruined my plan and cornered me. This next part was gonna be tricky, if my timing was off it was all over.

I tried to be quick, jumping into the room then slamming the door behind me. I leaned against it for a split second the turned and slammed the bolt closed. I have to admit I was pretty proud of myself. Here I am cornered by some creep who is probably the one who had the brutes kidnap me in the first place and I manage to get away! Oh yes I was… My triumphant thoughts trailed off as the door started to shake and a growl came from the other side. Wow, I was really good at pissing him off and I’d just met him. The second time in under two minutes I’d gotten him really angry! I was on a roll!

Or maybe he’s just a generally pissy person; the world may never know.

What happened next totally threw me, “Let me in Jacklyn.” this voice completely conflicted with the growls. It was like warm honey, it was practically a purr and I felt my hand reach slowly for the bolt. As if he knew what was going on on my side of the door he encouraged me, “That’s right. I’m not going to hurt you. Unlock the door Jackie.”

That quite effectively snapped me out of my trance. How did he know my name? I knew for a fact that I hadn’t told him. Besides that I hated it when people called me Jackie. Only my grams could call me that and I only allow it then ‘cause the old ladies senile. “No! Go away!” You big creepy stalker! I added this part in my head to avoid any more hissy fits.

“You’re going to want to step away from the door now, love. Five seconds.” He warned me calmly . I did so quickly, pretty sure I knew what he was about. Five seconds or so later the door lay on the other side of the room and I was covered in dust and small pieces of wood. He leaned casually against the door frame, acting as if he hadn’t just blown a door that had to weigh at least three of me off its iron hinges.

I was pretty sure running now would be bad so I just waited for him to say something. I knew opening my big huge mouth would probably make him angry again, I seemed to be a pro at that. I noticed my surroundings as I tried to think of an escape plan.

Think master bedroom. Then multiply that by ten and add crazy expensive looking stuff, most gilded in gold finish I was willing to bet was one hundred percent authentic. Now erase all of the lovely mental images with a huge pink mind eraser. Because even those of you with amazing imaginations (Yes even those of you who have your own little worlds in your heads and you who talk to imaginary people) would not have been able to have come up with this without seeing it. My HOUSE could have fit in here plus our back yard. Off in a corner I could see a set of stairs leading up into the unknown. Oh the joys of being filthy rich.

After I was done gaping I pulled my jaw shut only to open it again, “I want to know what the hell is going on. Now.” As and afterthought I smiled then tacked on a pretty please. He eased off the doorframe and came towards me. “Its very simple, really. You are in my bedroom, you have, I assume, been kidnapped, You’re in a completely different realm and you want to know exactly who I am.” I shot him a look, ‘No shit Sherlock. I figured that out on my own, thanks for making me feel like an idiot though.’ I didn’t manage to work up the guts to say that allowed but I was hoping the glare said it all.

“I know how smart you are, no idiot certainly. Thank the heavens for that. To have a mate with no brains! What a tragedy that would be. No, I’m quite happy with you.” His eyes swept up my bikini clad body. Slowly. Oh so slowly. I’m sure my nipples were giving quite the show considering how cold I was. Thanks guys. I wrapped my arms around my middle and shuffled back nervously, something in his gaze gave me shivers. Not from the cold though. Before I realized what was happening he had pulled his shirt off and then back on but this time on me. It hung like a short dress and, though pretty much shocked, I managed to shove my arms through the oversized arm holes.

“My names Damien, which I think you know by now. The men who brought you here are my men. Despite what you think them kidnapping you was not my order, they’ll be punished. “ His eyes hardened then softened, all in the blink of an eye. “Now, about this ‘boyfriend’ of yours…” He trailed of then stepped closer as I edged back then to the side. Now way in hell was I getting myself trapped against a wall again.

“You do realize that as spy master of this country I could easily have him killed?”

I’m leaving and wont be back till Saturday next week. Thought Id get this up for my lovely readers. Thanks to reviewers, and also those of you who added me to your alert and favorite list. Though, I would lurve you all the more if you just gave a little tiny review. Please?