Harley's P.O.V

My head ached so bad, it felt like someone was hammering it from within.

My body felt stiff, and I fought so hard to open my sore eyes.

Rubbing them, I stretched as the pain got worse.

"Ouch!"

I swung my legs off the side of the bed and, with sleepy half closed eyes, tried to carefully make my way to the bathroom, but hit the wall and fell flat on my ass.

"What the hell!" I shouted while rubbing my forehead.

Finally I opened my eyes and gasped.

This wasn't my room!

A quick glance around proved as much, the sheets were black, the curtains grey and the floor was hardwood not to mention the whiskey bottles. A certain smell lingered in the air; the sweet yet spicy smell of men's cologne. It smelt like tobacco mixed with mint. I shook my head in confusion, I was not dumb, this room was not mine and I knew for sure that I didn't just walk in to any man's room. My heart started to thunder, and I realized the gravity of the situation.

Where the fuck am I?

"Is this some boy girl body exchange shit?" I wondered out loud, thinking back to the movie hot girl I watched a few nights ago.

The room needed some serious redecorating, it was depressing just looking at it. A little white and gold here—

"Wait, what am I doing!" I shouted at myself, something that wasn't that out of character for me. I mean, I talked to myself alot.

I could see a couch in what seemed like a living room add on, and an 82" curved TV pinned on the wall. My heart was beating hard as my hands quivered. The more I looked, the more the fear crept up digging its claws on my core.

Where was I?

I ran to the closest window before wrenching the window open. Not far ahead was, a forest and the sea surrounding the place. Gasping because of all the beauty before me, I forgot that I was really surveying the room. The view was so beautiful but then it hit me. It all just came rushing back. I was at the shop buying some junk food for my movie night, when someone put a filthy cloth over my mouth.

Gasping I ran for the door, but to my dismay, it was locked.

Anger boiling up, I threw my tiny fists at the door, making as much noise as I could.

How dare them, whoever they were!

The double doors flung open, leading to me hitting the ground again.

"Fuck!" I heard myself say as I looked up to the door.

"Hello Ma'am, I see you are awake."

The man was 6 foot tall with black silky hair and grey eyes. He seemed to be around late twenties, but his well-built body didn't go unnoticed by me in his designer black suit that hugged all his drool-worthy muscles. I was sufficiently distracted by his body, but anger came rushing back quickly enough.

I wanted answers and I would get them damnit!

"Where am I?" I demanded, crossing my arms on my chest.

"Sorry, but I cannot say Ma'am."

"Where am I, and I don't care what you can and cannot say, but where did you take me?" I asked, livid with anger.

The stupid, yet handsome man just stood there staring at me like a robot.

"Take me back now, I want to go home!" I literally screamed at him. I could imagine how red my face was right now.

I was definitely having a bitch fit. At my kidnappers. Who had no qualms about taking me in a store filled with people. Who also carried guns.

"I am sorry Ma'am, but you won't be going anywhere, anytime soon. For now, you are only allowed to stay in this room until the boss comes back." the man spoke so politely as if this was the most normal thing in the whole wide world to say.

It then synced in me. They kidnapped me. They freaking' kidnapped me. What will they do to me?

"What boss are you talking about? Who is your boss?! And what does he want with me?!"

"Ma'am, I can speak no further. I will just be outside; just shout if you need anything." With that the guy left, closing and locking the door.

I looked at it in disbelief. What just happened?

Running to the door, I hit and kicked it over and over again,

"Open the door!" I kicked the door. "Open the door you mothafucker! Open the door. Open the god-damned door! Open the door." My eyes started watering, and hands were throbbing painfully. My breath was stuttered, and I felt like I couldn't fill my lungs.

No!

I needed to focus.

Looking around, I ran for the window again and tried opening it but it didn't budge. There was nothing I had not thrown at that window but as if to mock me it did not even have a scratch. I sat down heavily on the floor, pulling at my hair violently.

I couldn't understand what was happening, could not even fathom what was going on. A part of me still expected my cruel mother to appear out of the closet laughing at being able to pull such a prank but as the sun hit its peak only to drift back away it all sunk in at how serious this was. I could feel my eyes tearing up, but I didn't shed them, I couldn't dare.

My mum wouldn't notice anything happened to me. She didn't always call to check up on me, mostly she just sent overly outrageous gifts to make up for her shitty parenting.

I was alone.

I—I was practically alone. I closed my eyes to stop the tears, because they wanted to come out now more then before. He would have found me, my face would be all over the news right now. My dad had been a CEO of his company but mom took over when he died. Technically, I inherited most of his shares, but I'd never been interested in his business so mom took over. I missed him so much and sometimes I just felt so alone in this world.

Getting up, I walked around the room surveying it for anything that could help me get out of here or at least get a clue on where I was then noticed a walk-in wardrobe. It was as big as my room and, to think, my room's really big. The lights turned on as I passed, revealing loads and loads of guy clothes, from suits to shoes. Far ahead I saw women's wear and they all looked brand-new.

After the closet, I opened a door on the right side of the bed and stood on my heels. It was so beautiful and big. I could make out the big black Jacuzzi and the large double head glass shower with marble back splash the sun streaming in from the glass above it showing the darkening sky.

The bathroom also had a golden double vanity sink, a large mirror was placed on the wall above the sink.

Walking into the large bathroom, feet kissing the cold marble tiles I stood in front of the mirror to take a look. My hair was all messy and curled up. My makeup was crazy with eyeliner smudged everywhere, so I washed my face, waiting for it to dry before I went to bang on the door.

"Open up! I'm hungry you sonavabitch."

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* picture of Harley and official book trailer at the top