What Your Love Felt Like-The Dragon Saga

Liana woke up with a sharp pain in her head. As she regained her consciousness, she realised that she was in a dark, damp room. Her hands and feet were bound with thick chains, and a cloth was tightly tied around her mouth, muffling any sounds she tried to make. Panic set in as she struggled to free herself, but the chains held her in place.

Then faint memories came drifting back as the pain in her head started to intensify. The dragon… The lady…. Everything started to comeback and they came back with their familiarity factor getting stronger in her head.

” Agrrrrh! ”

Liana shrieked as the spot in her head that was throbbing, exploded with pain, but the cloth that gagged her, muffled the sound of her voice once again.

Liana had to close her eyes shut, to restrain the Palin’s effect. Then slowly she opened her eye lids again. It took a little time to adjust her sight to her surrounding.

She couldn’t see anybody around her, but she could feel the presence of someone watching her, waiting in the shadows. The place was quiet, except for the sound of her ragged breathing and the chains clinking against each other.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps approaching, and her heart started racing with fear. She strained to see through the darkness but couldn’t make out anything. The footsteps stopped, and she heard a faint whisper, sending shivers down her spine. She tried to scream, but the cloth did it’s job at constraining her again.

A figure emerged from the shadows, and Liana could barely make out the silhouette of a tall, muscular figure. He was wearing a mask, concealing his face, and a black hoodie, making him look even more menacing. He approached her, and she recoiled in fear, trying to inch away.

But he grabbed her by the hair, pulling her closer to him, and she could smell the scent of sweat and leather. He spoke, and his voice was cold and emotionless. “You’re mine now. You belong to me.”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Liana thought she knew the voice. It was a very, very, very familiar sound but nothing was adding up so she could not come up with a concrete conclusion.

Her apparent captor, circled around Liana in slow motion as his finger traced her cleavage, her collar bones and the backnof her neck .

She knew that touch. She knew how it made her feel. But she could not remember from where.

” Just a little longer… Just a little bit more…”

He whispered, his voice full of malice and hatred.

Liana tried to resist, but he was too strong, and she was too weak from the shock and fear. He tied her hand up and feet tighter, so much so that the chains cut into her skin. She felt a sharp pain, and tears well up in her eyes.

Her captor disappeared again into the shadows, and Liana was left alone, trembling with fear and confusion. She didn’t know why she had been kidnapped or what the captor wanted from her. Did she know him? Why did his touch seem so so familiar?

But her logical mind, reprimanded her and all she knew was that she was in grave danger and must find a way to escape.

The room was oppressive, and the air was thick with the scent of mildew and decay. She tried her luck at screaming again, but the cloth won the battle again. She was trapped, alone, and helpless, with , possibly no hope of rescue.

Would Draco know that she was missing? Or would it be her mother? Ah! Her mother. She aught to have already come for her rescue. She was literally a gangsta. When would Draco realise that she was gone? That she hadn’t even gone for the internship at all.

Talking about the internship, she remembered again the impossible circumstances under which she was taken a hostage and she had to shake her head to get the thoughts out.

It was giving her the headaches again.

As the hours passed, she realised that she aught to stay calm and focused.

She turned her attention towards the chains. Then began pulling them down after scanning them again. She was trying to find any weak points in the chains . Then she would look for the same in the room. She didn’t know how long she would be held as a helpless captive, but she knew she must find a way to escape before it was too late.

There was a rapidly building panic in her heart. But the fear was not for herself.