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Slowly I open my eyes but shut them quickly due to sharp light. I groan as pain shot through the back of my head. "Good, you're awake," said a smug voice I open my eyes again, blinking my eyesight adjusted to the view. I narrowed my eyes at the culprit sitting in front of me on a recliner, smugness never leaving his face. "Hello, beautiful," he said smirking showing off his perfect white teeth, Peter. I try to move but notice that I'm tied to a wooden chair, I pull at my restraints but no avail, I feel a slight cut on my wrists so, I stop pulling at them and turn to glare at my captor. "Ooo... don't look at me like that, it does something to me and it's not such a good idea, I don't want to die young," he chuckled amused which made me glare at him harder "That's funny of you to tal