Milanas PoV

He lifted up the lid and my eyes laid apon an empty plate?

I stared at him in confusion

"It's for dessert" he told me and lowered himself back into his seat. I didn't understand what he meant. I mean it was a fucking empty plate. "I know it will be good" he said as he lifted up his fork again.

I crooked an eye Brow at him. I got slightly scared at what the hell he was suggesting but I guess maybe he was brining it in later. Yet why did he feel the need to open it then.

But then again he was a crazy mother fucker so who knows.

I carried on eating, not only because I was hungry but also becuase I needed engery. I'm not sure how often or well Dylan would feed me or try anything on me. I needed the engery to survive this. Even though maybe later on I'll regret that decision.

I finished eating, I didn't take a sip of the clear liquid becuase it smelt like vodka and Jesus knows drinking a glass full of that would be challenging

"Wasn't that tasty" Dylan said as he lifted up his plate and walked over to collect mine.

"I'll be back soon for dessert" he said, he face close to mine as he lifted up the plate.

I don't know why but the way he worded that seemed off. 'For dessert' , shouldn't he have said 'with dessert'?

Either his English was terrible or he had something else in mind.

Dylan had been gone for some time and I was getting slightly concerned.

I moved my hands down towards my ankle to see if I could fiddle with it to let it lose but I didn't understand how it worked.

I herd Dylan approach me so I jumped backwards and let go of it. Dylan came in with yet another fucking box. Him and those fucking boxes would be the death of me.

"Take a sip" Dylan said indicating to the cup next to me. I looked at it and back I Dylan. I didn't want to

"Do it or I'll punish you" he growled slightly. I hesitated again.

"Do it or I'll force it Down you" he snapped as his dark eyes focused on me. I looked back to the drink and slowly started to lift it up. I took a tiny sip and the liquid burned my mouth. I coughed abit and crunched my face up.

"Good" he smiled. He opened his box. Inside wasn't good

Inside was rope and some folded up wooden things. I felt my heart speed up slightly. What the fuck was he planning

I felt my body started to go a little, well, weird. It felt heavier yet lighter at the same time. I was confused and started to freak out slightly. Had he drugged me again

"I had to do that, to make dessert easier for the both of us" he said as he pulled out the rope and tape and the folded wooden up things. My eyes widened as I lost my arm movement

"Don't worry, you'll still be able to feel it, you just won't be able to do anything about it"

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