Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1: GIVE ME MY CHILD!

It was a pleasant evening and the sky was turning orange due to the sun going down. In a huge mansion, inside a rustic room, a girl was sleeping.

She was laying down in a king-sized bed, covered with a wide white blanket made of silk.

"Hot.."

Because of the heat, she woke up. Still with blurred vision, she felt her skin melt as her perfumed sweat dripped down her delicate skin.

"Hmm..so hot.."

Beautiful. That is the word that describes her appearance. Yes, she is beautiful, like an angel. Her features are delicate, making her look pure and innocent, like a flower.

She has big eyelashes, fair skin, fleshly pink lips and her tiny nose was filled with lovely freckles.

She couldn't see due to the hair on her face, as she was sweating. She sat up and gently removed the golden bangs from her face, revealing two beautiful big blue eyes.

Then, she realized: She was not in her room, nor in any place she went before. Where was she?

Her eyes started traveling through the room, trying to process what is happening. She saw the beautiful salmon walls, filled with Renaissance-style paintings. Above her head was a large chandelier made of crystal, and on her right side, a huge balcony revealed the reddish sunset sky.

Is this some kind of palace? It's so enchanting.

Finally her eyes noticed something. In front of her, there was a person, a man, sitting on a padded red armchair. In his right hand, a glass of wine, which he rested on a dark oak coffee table beside him.

"Who-who are you? Where am I? It's so hot..can you turn off the heater?" She asked, trying to figure out what was happening.

A manly voice echoed the room. "Finally you woke up, woman. I was about to put the heater on 88° (190F) and bake you alive."

Huh?! 88°?! Bake me alive? Is that even possible?! What is he talking about?

The man finally got up, and walked to the edge of the bed, making it possible for her to see him completely.

She got mesmerized.

He was a handsome young man, probably in his twenties, almost thirty. His dark brown hair was combed back leaving his greek-like face fully visible. He had a pair of piercing dark brown eyes, one could be lost in their beauty and intensity. His noble nose was upturned and his pink thin lips were curved in disgust while he looked at her.

His gaze.. that gaze.. she felt like he could see deep in her soul.

Actually, the room was hot like hell, but the man didn't have a trace of sweating in his face. To be more specific, he doesn't seem bothered by the heat at all! So elegant and serious, he has the face of a rich person. He must be the owner of this house she is right now.

He finally started to move. He walked around the bed and stopped standing beside it, she could see him really close now from bottom to top.

The moment she was going to speak he revealed a pistol in his right hand.

She got terrified. Too terrified to speak. The words didn't come out to her mouth.

What is happening?! Who is this guy?

"Give me my child!" He ordered with his husky voice, touching her soft blushed cheeks from the heat with his gun.

Child? What child?

"Huh?! I-I don't have any!" What was he talking about?! What child?!

"Don't play stupid!" He said, with hate in his eyes. "I want you to give me my child. The child that you gave birth three years ago!"

Her body that was once sweating hot due the heat, was now sweating cold due the fear. She crawled backwards until her back was facing the headboard of the white wood bed.

"You-you must be mistaking! I-I don't even know you!" She finally got strength to talk.

His hand was playing with the pistol, dragging it across her delicate face. From her cheek to her trembling lips that she was biting in fear, then to her gently curved chin, lifting it up so she could look him in the eyes.

"Emma White, 24 years old. The adopted daughter of the White family. Works as a cartoonist in a small studio in S city. You want me to talk about your childhood and your relationships?" He smirked in satisfaction seeing her terrified face.

It's correct. Everything is correct. How does he know that?! Who is he?!

"Now..the child, Miss White." He said, coldly. Sliding the pistol trough her bare neck till it reached her delicate sexy collarbone.

She was still processing everything. Her head was spinning around, trying to understand that situation as she felt the cold silver pistol sliding down her neck slowly. She was embracing her chest tightly, pressing her bre*st, with her arms crossed holding the white blanket.

"There must be some mistake, mister. I-I never gave birth before!" Actually she was still a v*rgin, it is impossible that she gave birth to a child. "Can..can you please check it?"

The man stared at her in disbelief. She really is pretending to be pure?! He was getting more and more angry. His brown eyes were now as hot as lava. This pretentious woman is getting on his nerves.

"You want me to check it?!" He asked, throwing the pistol on the ground. "Fine, I'll check it!"

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To Be Continued~

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