Man in Black-(s.m)

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"Don't make a sound" he warns and I nodded. I didn't move or make a sound as he walked past me and was looking through the boxes.

My heart was shaking and praying that Shawn or someone would now come and check on me. I didn't know if Shawn was even at home and that's the worst bit. If he's not here then I'm all alone right now, and God knows what could happen.

"Hand me that black bag now" the man instructs and I grab the bag handing it over to him.

He starts shoving all of the expensive and newly cleaned jewellery into the bag. There was so many boxes and I was hoping someone would come or walk past here.

I watch the man take a tie from his pocket before turning around. "Give me your hands" he says and I do exactly as he says. He ties my hands together tightly and instructs me to sit down.

What do I do?

I sat quietly thinking for a few minutes before I noticed a large vase. If that dropped and made a loud noise, Shawn or someone else would definitely come running up.

I just needed to discreetly knock this vase over because I do not want to anger the man with a gun.

While the man was occupied I shuffled my ass across the floor and used my foot to tip it over with as much force as I could. The vase started uneasily wobbling before it fell with a loud bang and smashed to piece. Hopefully this was loud enough for someone to come up to check on me.

"Shit" the man cursed as he began working faster to fill the bag up. And then he glanced at the windows a few times but there was no way he could break a bullet proof window and escape.

He froze and stared at the door way wondering if anyone would come in. When no one appeared to be in the hall he continued to pack the bag with jewellery.

Why is no one coming up? Is Shawn deaf? For fuck sake.

My ears immediately perked up as I heard footsteps, and my eyes widened in hope as I heard Shawn's voice. "What mess have you caused-" his sentence got cut off as he stared at me tied up on the ground and the man taking all the jewellery.

A wave of relief washed over me as I heard Shawn's voice.

"Who the hell are you?" Shawn yelled as he pulled his gun out pointing it at the man.

"Put down the jewellery!" Shawn demands and the masked man just laughed.

"You might want to put your gun down" the man says as he bends down to grab my arm as he yanks me back up in front of him.

"Your little maid will get it, if you even take a step forward" the man threatens as he holds a gun up to my head. My lips quivered in fear and I bit my bottom lip to avoid making any noise to annoy the man.

Shawn's eyes widen before locking with mine, my eyes pleaded for Shawn to obey the man. I wasn't ready to die right here in the middle of some dusty room.

"Let's just calmly sort-"

"Shut up" the man snapped and Shawn started becoming angry.

"Do you know who I am?" Shawn asks.

"Shawn now is not the time" I say weakly.