Tatiana’s POV

Sh*t sh*t sh*t.

“I own you,” he suddenly said with a smirk plastered on his face.

Seeing his expression was enough to make me tremble on my spot.

I quickly shook my head hearing what he just said.

“No, no, no. Let me go,” I said with gritted teeth. “You have to let me go.”

The moment I realized that he didn't kidnap me for money, it all sank in and I started panicking. The situation I'm in is way more serious than I thought. . . and it's way more scary.

He just stared at me, ignoring my pleas. “You need to eat, Darling.” Leon stared down at me, changing the topic.

He keeps calling me that endearment. Why is he doing that?

I quickly avoided his gaze.

And how can he expect me to eat after what I just knew?

I don’t know if I will ever get out of here or if he will ever let me out.

I don’t know what he’s planning to do. . . with me. Especially now that money could not guarantee my safety.

“Don’t you like the food?” he asked.

I looked at the plates with different dishes.

He even knows all of my favorite food. . . but instead of feeling delighted seeing it, I just feel scared and bothered.

“I want to go home,” I told him as I hugged my knees and looked down.

My voice came out emotionless.

I’m tired.

I know I just woke up but I’m still tired. I can also feel that my eyes are sore probably because I cried for several hours.

I cleared my throat. It’s dry and starting to hurt.

I automatically looked up when I felt a cold feeling softly touch my cheeks.

It’s a glass of water Leon is holding and handing to me.

I accepted it without looking at him and drank straight from the glass.

As much as I don't want to accept anything from him, I have no choice because I'm so parched and I feel like I will pass out anytime soon if I don't consume anything.

I was almost breathless after I finished a whole glass of water.

D*mn, I was really thirsty.

I also can’t deny that I’m starting to feel really dizzy probably because I haven’t eaten anything and I don’t know what day it is already and I just had water.

“Eat now,” he said but this time, his tone sounded more firm and demanding.

I looked at the food and my stomach growled.

“You’re hungry,” he stated. “Eat.”

I shook my head.

I heard him heaved a sigh.

“What do you want to eat?” he asked.

He must think I don’t like the food that’s why I don’t want to eat but it’s not about the food. I don't want to eat-- it was enough that I accepted the water. I don't want to do anything more that would give him the impression that I'm okay with whatever this sick game of his.

“I want to go home,” I told him.

He didn’t answer but I saw him sitting on the bed in front of me.

I moved away from him even though he wasn’t close to me and there was a huge space between us. I can't stand even just the thought of being close to him.

I saw him heaved a sigh again.

He looked at me and our eyes met.

“This is your new home, Tatiana.”

I quickly averted my gaze as I shook my head. “No.” I made sure to say the word with much conviction.

“This is where you live now,” he added.

I took a sharp breath. “Are you crazy? This isn’t my home. Let me go!”

“You can’t go home, Tatiana. You are already home.”

I quickly shook my head. “N-No. This can’t be. Y-you’re crazy.”

“Crazy in love with you, yes.”

I automatically looked at him unbelievably. It’s like my sense of hearing didn’t work and I didn’t get to hear what he just said although he said it crystal clear.

I hope I'm just mistaken. I hope he didn't just say what I thought he just said.

“W-what?” I stuttered.

“I love you, Tatiana.”

My mouth gaped as I creased my forehead in confusion.

I was completely taken aback by what he just said.

It's like it wasn't enough that he told me he was in love with me-- he had to say the three words.

“Wh-what?” Was the only word I could utter.

The corners of his lips rose and a smile formed.

I can’t deny how good-looking Leon Sabatini is. He’s strikingly gorgeous. . . but his looks are the least of my concerns. He literally just said he loves me.

He’s really crazy. Only a crazy man would say something like that.

Oh God.

“You should eat now,” he said, obviously changing the topic. “After you eat, tell me if you want a new bag, new shoes, new dress-- anything. I’ll buy it for you.”

I creased my forehead at him.

I can’t deny that he’s starting to really piss me off.

Why the hell is he acting so casually like he didn’t just kidnap me and tell me he’s in love with me?!

Does he want me to act the same too? To forget that he kidnapped me and locked me in a room-- to act like this isn’t some sick joke? Does he expect me to just let this slide because he bought all of my favorite food and now he’s going to buy me luxurious things?

He’s really out of his mind.

After knowing that he didn’t want any money and didn’t kidnap me because of it-- I really needed to get out of here.

“I want a new car,” I told him, going with the flow.

He quickly nodded, delighted. “Of course, darling. Do you want a Lamborghini? A Bugatti Veyron? Tell me.”

“I want a Lamborghini and I want to drive it right away,” I replied.

He suddenly paused like as if he just realized something.

“I’ll buy you if you’ll be a good girl.” He flashed a small smile.

“I want it right now,” I demanded.

“You can have bags and clothes for now,” he responded.

I sighed inwardly.

Silly me thinking I can trick him.

He’s really adamant in keeping me here.

He’s not going to let me go.

Oh god.

Thinking about my family and friends and the thought of not seeing them again and not getting my life back. . . oh my god.

My heart sank as I felt my tears started streaming down my face.

“Tatiana,” he called softly when he noticed that I was already crying.

My lips quivered as I sobbed uncontrollably. It's like the thread of all the patience and strength I pretend I have finally snapped-- in just a span of seconds, I became the weak scared girl that I really am.

“P-please, I w-want to go home--”

“But, this is your home, darling,” he repeated for the nth time.

Hearing him say those lines again is enough to push me off the edge.

This is not my home.

Home is where my family and friends are-- it’s definitely not with some man I don’t know.

“You’re crazy!” I screamed and jumped at him. I tried to hurt him with my nails but he was quick to hold my hand.

He held both of my wrists and pinned me down on the bed with ease.

Now, he’s above me, cornering me.

I held my breath. Afraid to even let out a small sigh.

“Maybe removing the handcuffs was a wrong idea,” he whispered under his breath.

I looked up at him.

Our faces were only a few inches apart and I could feel his hot breath softly brushing against my face.

My heart is widely hammering inside my chest and I feel like suffocating because of how close he is to me right now. He made me feel so small yet again.

“You’re not going anywhere,” he whispered to me. “You belong to me, Tatiana.”

I quickly shook my head, completely losing all my patience. “No, you don’t. Let me go, I need to go home, my family is surely worried about me already.”

He just stared at me and didn’t say anything. His dark eyes shot sharp stares directly at me-- it's burning, I can't take it.

I tried to get away from him but he only tightened his grasp on my arms. He was pinning me on the bed and had no intention of letting me go.

“Let me go!” I said in between gritted teeth as I struggled to get out of his tight hold.

My heart sank realizing that I am really nothing compared to how strong he is. Even if I use all the strength stored in my body, it's nothing compared to him. He can just easily do anything he wants to me.

“I will only let you go if you promise to behave like the good girl that you are,” he said which made my blood boil.

Why is he acting as if I owe him something like I am obligated to obey everything that he said?

Where does he get the audacity?!

“You have no right to tell me anything, you have and need to let me go!” I yelled at his face. Even if I knew I'm nothing against him, I didn't bow down.

I can see my saliva flying directly at his face but he didn’t mind it at all. He didn’t even seem bothered.

This man is sick!

I know that I can’t do anything for now and it’s best to just obey him but I just can’t. He doesn’t have any right to put me in this situation. He doesn’t get to just kidnap me and tell me that he owns me like as if he’s the one who carried me for nine months and provided me with my needs all my life. He was not the one who clothed and loved me for years.

I hate him! Ugh, he makes me so mad!

“Let me go or I will bite your face off,” I warned him, with all the seriousness in my voice. I’m aware that I could not do that but I’m not just gonna let him make me feel small.

He just looked at me, amused. “Really, huh.”

He looked like I said a joke judging by his reaction but I was immediately relieved when he finally let go of my arms and stood up from hovering me.

Did he get scared by what I said? If he did then good.

“You are one feisty woman, I know I didn’t make a mistake risking everything for you,” he said looking at me intently.

Risk everything for me? What exactly did he mean by that?

“What?” I questioned.

“You see, darling, I can have everything I want and luckily, you’re the one that I wanted, but I know I can’t just have you so easily so I risked everything for you. You’re here right now because I took a risk.”

My breathing got heavier and heavier the more he talked.

If he did risk everything just to get me like he said then he most likely not going to let the chance of captivating me go to waste.

He doesn’t think that there’s anything wrong with what he did and that makes him so scary.

“Now, listen to me and eat,” he demanded. “I know you’re hungry and tired.”

He’s right, I’m so hungry and tired right now but I still don’t think I can stomach any food.

“If you’re thinking about doing something like attacking me again, don’t. You will just waste your energy.”

I bit my lower lip.

“The sooner you accept that this is your new home, the easier it will be for you.”

He looked at me intently for a couple of seconds before he left the room, leaving me so hopeless.