Michael thought about letting you go throughout the night. He then came to the conclusion that he didn't care if Janet told other people about you. Once he started to love something or someone, he grew attached to it very quickly. You just tried to get used to being here, because it was clear that you would be here for a long time. Michael was very sweet to you. Maybe the most sweetest guy that you have ever met. And to mention, he has taken good care of you. He never laid a violent hand on you. He fed you, and helped you when you were wounded. But you still didn't know about all the weapons that he had. What did he do for a living? You just hoped that he wouldn't be a part of something dangerous. But you thought that was unlikely, who would be a part of something dangerous with a soul as gentle as his? You felt his arms get out from holding your waist. Then, he walked out of the room, probably to make you something. Your body was still aching from the hit by the tree. He came back, sitting the tray of food on your legs.

"I have to go out today. Your door will be unlocked so you can walk around, but the front and back doors will be locked. I'll be back as soon as I can. I love you." He said, placing a kiss on your cheek.

You gave him a smile and a mini nod. He closed your door and left. After you were done eating, you got up and opened the door. You looked around this huge house. There was one room with a metal door. It was locked and could only be opened with a finger print scan. You thought it was useless, but you gave it a shot. You placed your pointer finger on the scanner, and surprisingly it opened. You walked in and seen a huge screen and more weapons on the walls. You pressed a red button and another wall opened. It revealed a female outfit, along with weapons of course. It looked like an outfit for a female gang member. And it was awesome. You felt the material of the clothes. All of a sudden you felt arms wrap around you, making you jump.

"That could be yours." Michael said, kissing he back of your neck.

You looked at him, then back at the wall.

"What are you?" You asked.

"I used to work for the Mafia. Ran by my family. I was one of the hit men. And then I realized what I was doing once I seen a guys family back up against the wall fearing for their lives. Once I left, they killed my love. She was pregnant with our child. I broke me inside. Ever since, I have been looking for a girl who could help me get over everything that has happened. But they just ran away. I could understand why. But I sense something in you Y/N. I need you." He said.

"Why didn't you just let me go like the others? I am not that kind of woman to stay over some sob story." You said, crossing your arms.

"I like your toughness, I know that you were bullied in your childhood. I know you have anger bottled up inside of yourself. I want you to be happy. I want you to be mine." He said.

"What do I have to do?" You asked.

"I need you to rest. My sister wants to check the house. She wants to see if you are still here because she told me to free you. If not, then she will tell my mother and she will tell the Mafia. Then they will be on me." He said.

You didn't know what to say. Michael then had thoughts of you being in danger. He can't let you do this. All of a sudden, he wished that he hadn't said anything. He told you to rest. So that's what you did. His sister came and seen you. Then she left immediately to tell their mother. Michael had you get in he car. He pulled up to your house.

"Go Y/N." He said.

"What?"

"Be free. I have no choice now. I can not let you be in danger. I'm sorry for everything." He said.

"I'm not going anywhere."

"Why?" He asked.

"I have realized that you have treated me nothing less than a Queen. I want to stay with you. Because I have grown attached to you. And I know that you feel the same. If I leave, you are only gonna get worse. You need me to face the Mafia. Please let me help you." You said, caressing his face.

For the first time, you leaned in for a kiss.

(Should I continue?)