Chapter 1: Feeling

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I woke up with the sun beaming in my face. I groaned as I sat up in bed. Wait, this isn't my bed. Where the hell am I?

I looked around the room, it was huge. I didn't recognize it at all. Someone with money had to own this house. Just the looks at it, it had to be a mansion.

I looked down at myself, I was well clothed. That's good, I didn't have sex with whoever was in this house. I also noticed I was laying on silk covers.

Alright, I'll admit it, this person has money. But who? I sighed as I got out of this comfortable ass bed. When I stood up, I felt wobbly. Was I drunk?

I tried to regain my balance, and head to the door. I reached out for the doorknob, but it turned before I could turn it.

I stumbled back a few steps, as the door opened. There stood a man, dare I say the finest ever, with a perfect smile on his face.

"Hey ma, how you feeling?" His voice was so smooth as he spoke.

I smiled a bit, but it quickly disappeared. Who the hell was this man, and why am I in his house?

"Who are you?" I asked him cautiously.

For all I know, he could be some type of abuser, and I wouldn't know it. I tried to keep calm in my questions, I would hate to upset a man I barely remember any thing about.

He chuckled a little.

"Answering my question with a question, you must be feeling better." He said with a smirk.

I looked at him confused. I wasn't understanding any of this. He must've seen the look on my face as his smirk slowly faded.

"Who are you?" I asked him again.

"You seriously don't remember me?" He said.

I shook my head no. I couldn't remember a lot of things, and he was one of them.

He stepped in the room, and closer to me. I took a step back, unsure of his next action.

"I'm not gon hurt you ma, you're safe with me." He said with a calming smile.

I stared in his brown eyes, who is this man? How does he even know me? He never answered my question, and I'm pretty sure he wouldn't answer the others I had.

"Breakfast is ready, if you're hungry." He said.

"How do I know it's safe to eat that food? I mean, I don't even know who you are, and you want me to eat food you cooked?" I said.

"You don't have to, but I know you love food so..." He said heading back to the door.

"Wait," I said making him turn around with a smirk on his face. "Can I trust you?"

He chuckled.

"I hope so. We've been dating for 5 years now." He said walking out the room.

I stood still, I was dumbfounded. Me and him, dating?? This couldn't be right. I quickly followed behind him, admiring parts of the house as I did.

He was going down this staircase, that took me forever to get down, mostly because my legs were feeling weak.

He walked in this huge kitchen, that looked amazing. He sat down at an island in the kitchen, and I walked to face him on the other side.

"We're dating?" I said.

He nodded his head.

"It's been 5 years? And we're still together?"

He smiled at me, which made me even more confused.

"Yes, we've been together for 5 years. Yes, we're still together. And yes, I'm thankful that you're still mine." He said.

"I didn't ask you for that last one." I said.

"You didn't have to." He said making me blush.

Why the fuck was I blushing? The fuck kind of effect did he have on me?

"Who are you?" I was staring him down right now. I needed to know this badly.

He smirked.

"Eat you're food before it gets cold."

Why was he avoiding that question? I sighed loudly as I walked away from him. I started to look through the cabinets for a plate.

"Wrong one, try the ones to your left." He said.

I glared back at him, he had a grin on his face. I rolled my eyes slightly and closed the cabinet I was in. I walked over to the left and opened it. I reached for the plates.

"Can you reach it shortie?" He said in a laugh.

I sucked my teeth.

"I got this shit." I said.

I stood on my tiptoes to reach a plate. I brought it back down with me. I heard him laugh behind me.

I ignored him and placed the food on my plate. I took my plate full of food over where he was. I sat down on the seat next to him.

"Why won't you tell me who you are?" I said.

He looked over at me.

"I want you to figure it out." He said. He winked at me, leaving me more confused than ever.

Who is he?

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