All Strings Attached

Chapter 8

"How do I always get myself in situation like this" Win asked himself loudly and forcefully tried to free himself but invain.

Finally the car stopped, almost throwing Win off the back seat due to inertia. Win stopped struggling and attentively listened to his surroundings. It was his only way to understand what was happening around him

He heard the car door nearby him opening and a strong pair of hand held him by his forearm and roughly pulled his out of the car.

Win stumbled but balanced himself immediately. He kept standing up, not knowing what to do.

"Come on atleast be a fair kidnapper" Win complained , looking in random direction "Open my arms and I'll show you messed with the wrong guy!" Win yelled then laughed at his one statement, saying "Alright that was a joke  but seriously open my hands. It has really started to hurt now"

Win felt a presence very close to him and he shuddered. Even though he was blind folded, he could kind of feel the power and dominance radiating out of that person so he kept his mouth shut while the person standing in front of him untied his hands.

Win immediately pulled down the blind fold, looking at the person standing in front of him

"Holy shit" Win whispered as he saw Bright standing in front of him with his hands in his pockets and his hair flying in random direction.

Win frowned and asked "What... Why am I here?"

"I brought you here" Bright simply replied, shrugging his shoulders.

"No I know that but" Win said, confused. He looked around and saw they were on a beach. The tides were calm and it was already evening. Not a single person could be seen anywhere near "Where the hell is this place!"Win asked, finally noticing his surrounding.

Bright didn't reply but instead sat down on the sand, facing sea.

"What is going on!?" Win asked, freaking out. He stood besides Bright, looking at his face.

"I'm showing you my favourite place like you showed me your's"He calmly replied, looking at the sea.

Win immediately remembered taking Bright to hay fields around the old railway lines. He shook his head and sat down besides him  saying "No no. This is not right"

"It is right when you do it but not if I do it?" Bright asked, looking at him.

"This is madness! You kidnapped me " Win shouted, standing up "I'm getting the hell out of here"

"Go ahead" Bright calmly replied and went back to his sea view, throwing small pebbles in the sea.

Win stood up and walked around, trying to find any sign board that'll probably help him getting out of here but as far as he could look, he only saw sea and sand and rocky paths. He held his hair in frustration and glanced at Bright who was enjoying his sea view.

Win suddenly patted his pocket, trying to find his phone but it was gone.

"Anyone ?" Win shouted looking around "Is anyone here! Please help me!" He helplessly shouted for help.

Bright tisked his tongue in annoyance and stood up, taking out his gun and walked towards Win, firing a shot in air.

The chilling sound startled Win and he flinched, staring at Bright who looked mad.

"Shut up" Bright muttered and held him by his arm and dragged him to where he was sitting before.

He pushed Win down on sad and yelled "Shut up or I'll shoot!"

Win whimpered and stayed down, not talking back.

"Ruined the mood" Bright muttered sitting down with him. He put his gun aside and looked at him "Alright let get to business"

"What do you want?" Win dared to ask him the question and Bright came closer, opening Win's shirt

"Take off your clothes"

"What the hell!?" Win asked, his face shocked and offended.

"I said take this off" Bright said,  opening the buttons on Win's shirt forcefully who fought back.

"Leave me! What the hell are you..ugh" Win protested. Bright pushed him back on sand and came on top of him, trying to hold his hands back and take off his shirt.

"I just need to assure myself that I'm imagining wrong things" Bright muttered, ripping off buttons from Win's shirt.

"Stop you freak!" Win argued, trying to push Bright off of him but Bright was too strong.

Bright left his shirt and yelled loudly 'I've been thinking about your stupid body all this time and I need to see it myself and prove myself that you ain't as great as my mind is imagining you to be"

He said and pulled off Win's shirt, exposing his upper body and held his both arms above his head.

"Now do me a favour and let me prove myself wro- .."  Bright stopped, his voice lowering at the end.

Win looked at Bright with astonish look on his face. His face was red from all the struggle he did and now Bright's hawk eyes were burning his skin.

Bright looked at Win's face, his hair stuck to his forehead, his naked chest rising and falling rapidly, his waist slender and he looked 10x times better than the photo.

"Fuck" Bright muttered and stood up, throwing Win's shirt on him and said while turning his face to the other side "Put it back on"
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