Chapter 8

I went downstairs, walked around and found the kitchen. I entered the kitchen and saw Luca in an apron making some breakfast. It was an amazing sight.

"You're done." He said.

"Nuh shit." I said. We both rolled our eyes at the same time. We looked at each other and laughed.

"Just because I laughed, that doesn't mean I'm not going to try to escape again."

"I know darling, you're hard to please."

"Don't call me darling and no I'm actually not. I'm just not good with people who kidnap me." I said.

He laughed again and I smiled.

"You got a point there.....darling."

I narrowed my eyes at him.

He turned around again and continued what he was doing.

I had so many questions and I needed some answers now or I'll go crazy.

"So how did you find me? It was like you knew exactly where I was." I said.

"Hmm I don't know if I should tell you." He said while flipping the pan.

"Come on! If I don't get answers, I'm going to go crazy."

"Well I guess I can now since you won't be able to escape from me again. The first time I brought you to this house when you were asleep, I put a tracking device in your locket. I knew you were going to try to escape again because nothing's going to stop you and I was right. I used it to track you to the woods and the bush."

I opened my locket and there was something small in it which was the tracking device. I took it out and put it on the kitchen bench and Luca took it.

"But I don't get it." I said. "If you knew I was in the woods, why didn't you come and get me? Why let me stay in the woods for a night?"

"I guess I wanted to prove you wrong that you can escape me for the second time."

"Well, basically I did escape two times."

"But you're plans failed and look where you are now."

"Shut up. If you hadn't put a tracking device on me, I wouldn't be here."

"But you are now, aren't you?"

This man was annoying!

"Speaking of escaping two times," he said suddenly getting serious, "That reminds me, you haven't got your punishments."

My heart dropped. He can't be serious. I got off my seat.

"Are you serious? You're sick in the head! You're actually going to punish me for running away from you?! It's not my fault because that's what normal people do when they get kidnapped!" I was getting scared. What type of punishments were they?

All of a sudden, he started laughing. Ok he's crazy!

"You should've seen the look on your face!" He was laughing so hard.

"So you're not going to punish me?" I asked.

"No of course not unless you want me too." He smiled cheekily.

"No! I was just....making sure." I didn't want him to get the wrong idea.

"I would never hurt something that's mine. I was just messing with you to get you to do what I wanted you to do."

"I'm not yours." I sat back down on the chair.

"Keep telling yourself that." He said.

He put a plate in front of me and another plate for him but in front of my plate. He didn't sit but was standing while eating.

"Dig in." He said. I looked down and saw toast, eggs and pancakes with a glass of orange juice.

I haven't had this much food in a long time and this was everything I liked. How did he know? I decided to trick him.

"I don't like orange juice." I said to trick him. I was going to annoy him as much as I can so he can regret kidnapping me.

"What are you trying to do? I know you love orange juice. What you don't like is apple juice." He said confidently.

"How do you know?" I asked shocked.

"Darling, I know a lot about you."

"How?"

"You sure do ask a lot of questions."

"Just tell me." I didn't want him to say the next words.

"Fine. After the day I met you, I followed you home everyday and made sure you were safe. I had someone watch your house everyday and made sure they kept me updated with everything you did. I did some research on your background information." Wait. So does he know what happened?

"Sometimes I came and watched you myself. That neighbourhood was dangerous. It took everything within me not to snatch you and keep you with me earlier. The day I set foot in that cafe and saw you for the first time, it sounds so cliche but you just pulled me towards you like a magnet. I had such a bad day and when you served me with that gorgeous smile of yours and your sweet and innocent personality, I couldn't help but want you all to myself ." His once green eyes had become black. "Mine and mine only. And let me tell you something Luna." He went around the kitchen bench and stood in front of me. He reached down and touched my face with his fingers gently. "I will make you love me back no matter what it takes, I promise you that.

"But for now, eat your food." he walked back to the other side.

The words he said made my stomach feel all giddy inside. I ignored that feeling and looked down at my food.

"This is too much, I can't eat all of this."

"Yes, you are or I'll feed you myself."

I pouted and ate a small piece of toast.

"You look cute when you do that."

I stuck my tongue out to him.

"So immature." He said shaking his head.

"So how come you didn't kidnap me earlier?"

"You were seventeen. I had to wait till you turned eighteen so you can be legally an adult. I felt it would be much better if you were eighteen."

"You know my age?" Nuh shit Sherlock. He just told you he knows everything about you.

"Yes. I told you I did my research."

"That's not fair. You know mostly everything about me and I don't know a thing about you."

"What do you want to know?" He asked.

" I don't know. How old are you?"

"24. I'm turning 25 this year."

"That's old." I joked.

"I'm not old." He said sternly.

"Yes, you are. You're old enough to be my dad." I said smiling.

"Oh really? He smirked. He came around and picked me up.

"What are you doing?" I asked and tried to get off his arms but failed to do so.

He carried me to the living room and threw me on the couch. I tried to get up but he pushed me back down and came on top of me. He still had that stupid smirk on his face. I tried to get him off me by pushing him but he just got my hands and put them above my head using one of his hands.

"Can your father do this to you?" With that said, he grabbed my hair with his other hand and pulled it backwards gently to reveal my neck.

He kissed all around my neck and then started sucking the skin.

"Stop!" I yelled.

"First say I'm not old." He said still sucking the skin.

"But you are!"

He started sucking on another spot. "I'm not going to stop until you tell me what I want to hear."

"Okay okay you're not old!"

"He stopped sucking and kissed the same spot.

"That's my girl." He whispered. He looked at my neck. "I love leaving my mark on you." He said proudly.

"What do you mean by mark?"

"Nothing."

"Oh no you didn't!" I got up and ran to the mirror. I checked my neck and saw three red hickeys. Are you kidding me?!

I went back to the living room but he wasn't there. I heard some noises in the kitchen and walked in seeing Luca putting the ingredients used to make breakfast away. I suddenly had an idea.

He still didn't notice me walking in. I tip toed towards the flour and grabbed some in my hand.

"Luca." He turned around and I threw the flour on him. There was flour all over his face and some on his shirt. I started laughing so hard. I haven't laughed so hard in so long. It felt good.

He had this cheeky smile and grabbed the flour.

"Don't you dare? We're equal now." I said walking backwards.

"Oh no we're not." He said walking towards me. "Run."

I wasted no time standing there and ran. I didn't even know where I was going. I just kept on running.

I thought I would get away with it until I felt his arm wrap around my waist pulling me towards him.

He caught me and poured all the flour on me. I threw some back on him. We both laughed so hard.

"You called me Luca." Oh crap yes I did.

"Not going to happen again, Mr Black."

He started tickling me.

"Stop!" I screamed my ugly laugh starting to come out.

"First promise you'll call me Luca from now on."

"Ok, I promise I'll call you Luca from now on."

He stopped tickling me and smiled down at me.

Let's just say that we ended up cleaning the house for the rest of the day. Well I did the kitchen, he did the rest. Just because all that happened, it doesn't mean I'm not going to try to escape again.