I'm coming, Pamela

Pamela's p.o.v

The door opened and Royal walked inside in a blue suit that looked good on him. I probably shouldn't care about how good he looked in a time like that. I watched him closely.

Royal smiled as he put his hands in his pocket.

"You're up" Royal said and I scrunched my face.

"And you're insane," I snapped. He chuckled and bit his lip.

"Feisty" He said as he carried the rocking chair from the corner and placed it in front of me.

Royal sat down and crossed his legs then smirked at me as he rocked back and forth.

"You're having a fucking good time aren't you?" I asked, nodding and smiling at him.

I couldn't believe this was the guy that I was falling for. Charles would never do this to me.

"What the fuck is this, Royal? First you kidnap me then you cuff me to a fucking bed in a cabin in the middle of freaking nowhere!" I screamed as tears welled up in my eyes.

"This doesn't call for screaming, Pamela, you're only going to wear yourself out" He said calmly and I clenched my jaw.