Jace:
I sat fidgeting, even though I had planned not to. I couldn't help it I was anxious about seeing him again. Would he still be as overwhelming as he was before? Would I freeze again?
My questions were answered as I saw a Chinese guy nearly sprint out of an office room towards the elevators followed by a sauntering Diego Salvatore, who leaned up against the door frame to watch the man leave. He then scanned the room eyes lighting on my frozen frame staring at him like a dear in headlights. All those terrifying emotions were back. My heart was beating so fast I was waiting for it to pound out of my chest. I couldn't breathe, why couldn't I breathe? It was like he was taking all the oxygen out of the air with just his presence. It wasn't fair that all he had to do was walk in a room and I was put at a distinct disadvantage.
He smiled, and started walking toward me. I still couldn't breathe correctly, but I couldn't focus on that now, because Diego had started talking.
"Ahh Jace it's good to see you again. I hope you're doing well this evening. Come on into my office and we can discuss what I had in mind for the project." His voice sounded friendly and polite.
I stumbled to my feet and met his outstretched hand to shake it. I felt the warmth that I had remembered from before. I looked up to meet his eyes and tried to smile. Those sky blue eyes pierced me down into my soul. They knew every secret I had ever had. I couldn't keep a single thing hidden from those eyes.
He patted me on my back, startling me out of my stupor and guided me by grasping my shoulder into his office. I was curious what Diego Salvatore's working place would look like. He seemed like such an intimidating man and I was sure his work space would reflect this. I was only partially right. His desk was intimidating, a dark oak and huge, it filled up a corner of the giant room, however there was a very welcoming seating area that actually looked rather inviting and pleasant. I was expecting him to guide us over to this seating area but was surprised when instead he guided me to the desk.
The next thing I knew I was no longer walking, instead I was shoved down across the desk, my left arm pinned behind my back keeping me immobile. I froze in shock for a second then began to struggle and yell.
"What the fuck man get off me. What is your fucking problem, I thought I was here to.." my words were cut off by his other hand covering my mouth he pulled my head up and I could feel his lips brush my ear as he began to speak very quietly and calmly in my ear
"I was planning on waiting to do this but you just looked so cute sitting there and I have had a very long day. My patience is too thin to wait and seduce you with my words. So instead were going to do this the... hard way I guess you could say. Anything you want to ask before we get started?" He asked as he moved his hand away from my mouth so I could answer.
"Why? Why are you doing this? What do you want from me?" I asked. He reached up and covered my mouth again and answered.
"Well what I want from you is your body, and the why...well I'm not a nice man as I'm sure you already know, I enjoy torturing young innocent men like yourself. It turns me on to hear gasps of both pain and pleasure from innocent lips like yours. I guess it was just your bad luck that you caught my eye." As he was speaking his lips brushed the lobe of my ear with every word. It made me shiver in both fear and something else that I didn't know how to describe. But I didn't want to feel either emotion I just wanted to leave. And never think of this again.
Then the worst possible thing happened tears began to prick at my eyes. I was not going to cry goddamnit!! I was not going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he was getting to me even though he was. I began to struggle again against his hold. But it was like fighting against iron bands, he was so much stronger than I was there was no way to break free.
"Shhh shhhh shhhhhh" he cooed into my ear, "its ok I know you're excited, I am too, but patience is a virtue Jace. Let's enjoy this moment together we have all night" he finished speaking with a little laugh at the end. He then pulled me upright and guided me towards a door I hadn't seen before. It was of a solid dark oak like the desk. When we reached it. He pushed me against the wall next to the door. Removed his had from my mouth long enough to push his thumb against an electronic lock, causing the door to swing open.
"Welcome to my playroom Jace." He whispered before shoving me into the room. The motion sent me sprawling across the floor, inside the play room (as he called it). I heard the door slam as I scrambled to my feet moving farther into the dimly lit room. Followed by the audible snick of the lock. I whirled around trying to look for any other exit, there weren't any. Instead there were odd wooden and metal constructions. Including one that looked like a giant X. another was a bench with a slightly rounded top, a metal chair bolted to the floor as well. Come to think of it, everything seemed bolted to the floor with links of chain surrounding the floor of each piece. There was a cabinet to the left made of that same dark oak, (it was starting to become a theme). In an empty corner to the right there were large chains hanging from eye bolts in the ceiling. The one oddity to this room (I mean the whole room is odd but this just didn't match the scary theme.) was a bed.
The bed was in the right front corner a huge four poster with a canopy and red curtains. It should have been girly but it wasn't; instead it felt like the most masculine thing in the room. The bedspread matched the deep red of the curtains and for all its imposing presence it still felt like the safest spot in the room. I finally focused back on the owner of this room of night mares. He stood leaning against the wall by the door in a relaxed pose arms crossed over his chest watching me scan the room.
"So what do you think Jace? I want your honest opinion, because this is the room I was looking at renovating. It needs a bit more color don't you think?" He said like he hadn't just physically assaulted me then tossed me into this room of horrors.
