Waiting for my lover

Kyle slowly opened his eyes, feeling weak all over; he flickered his eyes slowly, and the numbness and pain from his hand set in the moment he became conscious. He opened his eyes to a dimly lit room and looked at his hand to see it tied at both sides.

He looked around fearfully and his gaze fell on Christian, sitting in the middle of the room with two men standing behind him. He was clothed in a black shirt that hugged his abs, tucked into his black pants. He sits ...