kidnapped

Victoria's POV

I touched my lips as I left his private room. The kiss was so damn hot and fascinating that I wanted it to go on. An annoying smile filled my face when I touched my lips and thought of how the kiss reminded me of someone.

I left the club and made my way home. I thought of Eric and decided to call him. It rang a few times, but I did not get any response from him. I murmured in anger and was about dropping the phone when his call came in.

Sighing heavily, I picked up the call and told him I wanted to return the money. I had been having sleepless nights because my conscience had been troubling me. It feels like I just sold my body to him.

He refused to take the money, and I was about to urge him to take the money, when I felt a handkerchief on my face and I fell unconscious.

I opened my eyes and realized I was in a room, with my mouth gagged, and my hands tied together. I stood up from the bed and was about walking toward the door when I saw a man only in his underwear and