Kefira's Pov:

As I was walking through the dark cold alleyway, I felt a presence following me, but I brushed it off, maybe it's just my imagination. I started to walk faster just in case it wasn't my imagination then I heard footsteps behind me, I didn't want to look back because If I did, I'd see what I was dreading to see, so I ran, the person behind me started running after me, with a look for of fear on my face, I looked back while running. Fuck! Not one but two. Before I could think of something to do, my face was covered with a white handkerchief, no I shouldn't breathe, I know what's in it, I've seen this in movies. I was slowly running out of breathe as I struggled to set myself free from whosoever holding me, I had to breathe, I just had to, I took a deep breathe and with that I fell to the floor. I don't even know what happened because darkness consumed me

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Roman's POV:

"How many girls did you guys get" I look at the 4 men in front of me, "20 sir" my right-hand man, Jonas said. I give them a nod as I walk to the basement to see the girls. The door was open, and I walked into the basement, some girls were tied while some weren't. I carefully observed all of them and my eyes landed on this particular girl, her shiny blue eyes drew me closer to her. She was sitting at the end of a wall with fear written all over her features as she looked up at me, I walk closer to her and I bend down, meeting her eye, "what's your name" I touch her face, she moves her face away while saying "Kefira". That's a nice name for a pretty girl like her, I want her. Jonas walks over to me and asks me if she's the one I want, with a subtle nod, kefira was dragged out of the basement. "Boss what should we do with all these girls" a guard asked me. "Use them for your pleasure but don't hit any of them, I need one for kefira's personal maid" The guard looks at me in confusion and I realize he doesn't know who kefira is "Just pick one random girl and send her to Jonas, he'll know what to do" I say while walking out the basement

I couldn't stop thinking about her, her eyes, body and succulent lips, she must be my Donna. She looks so fragile, her long red hair adds up to the beauty. And those curves, fuck, can't wait to have her in my bed. I've seen so many women,, but she's just special, I know it.

What do you all think about this chapter? If you like it then I can make chapter 2 and feel free to point out my mistakes and tell me how to put the story