---- "Now that's what | call a proper gift,' a deep, low voice echoes off the walls. No! | gasp as the man enters the room. He wouldn't, my father wouldn't subject me to this! This is beyond cruel, not even he would be so sick to do such a thing to his own daughter? | feel tears welling up in my eyes as | try to struggle against the restraints. The threatening and menacing tone in that voice isn't promising. Dreams don't often come true, and they wouldn't now either, so | know better than to hope for some miracle, or prince charming to save me. Something tells me that he has no intention of releasing me. The sound of the lock sends my mind into overdrive. What... What is he planning to do now? Aren't these restraints, a punishment great enough? | have learned my lesson! His scent grows stronger as | realise why it is so potent - liquor. He reeks of it, the faint masculine scent of him grows weaker, overridden by the heavy stench of what he has ---- been drinking. The scent is overwhelming, potent, and | can pick up multiple scents from his clothes, making it impossible to identify which may be his. His footsteps grow closer until the bed dips in, and the silence in the room stifles as the sound of ripping fabric fills the room. Is he undressing? At this point, no one would need to tie me up, or hold me down, for my body is paralysed with fear. My senses keep screaming that | should shout for help and try to get out of here, but | can't force even a sound out of me. My fear not only paralyses me, but it has also stolen what little voice | thought | had. Tears prick my eyes, this can't be happening, this has to be a bad dream. | hold my breath and wait. If the Moon Goddess is on my side, she will ensure | pass out so that | don't feel anything of what he does to me. However, the sound of someone trying to open the door makes my heart skip a beat. Is it my father? Has he changed his mind and come ---- here to free me? | will marry that monster; | will do anything he asks of me, if only he will get me out of here. Since the door is locked, the one on the other side can't enter. A few knocks later, a voice I've never heard sounds from the door. "Hello? This is my room. Who's there?" "Get the fuck out; the room isn't yours if the prize is mine!" The stranger who sits next to me growls. A shiver of fear runs down my spine. Whoever he is, he's a man no one should mess with. That much | can tell from how much power his voice holds. "Are you...' the other man begins, but can't get past the two words because another growl cuts him off. "Yes, now fuck off!" The stupid hope in me dies the moment the person walks away. | focus on his footsteps, silently sending prayers to the Moon Goddess to make him come back and get me out of here. ---- As if the situation wasn't hopeless when | woke up in this strange place, the following words that leave the stranger in this room destroy me. "Don't worry, | can smell that you haven't had your first heat cycle yet; I'll be gentle." Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!