Thanks for reading. If some of you dont know yet, the italic is Sophie's conscicence.

Shock and horror washed through me. I couldn't help but shake uncontrollably while he still had his arms around me. I had no idea what to do. Wasn't there this kind of moment in movies where the crazy witch bumps into her first love who is actually a warlock trying to kill all Prodigium? Yeah, I didn't think so. He sighed and opened his mouth again. "Answer me." With those two words, I guess it kind of triggered to me that this wasn't a dream and he was right in front of me. I did not know what to feel or what to say. However, I felt sick.

Sweat decreased from my forehead as I leaped out of the bed I was in. "Holy crap, how did I get here?" I looked around and it seemed as if I was in a sinister, shadowy room. A burgundy king size bed, a hefty walk-in closet, and a standard bookshelf.

So what now smart one?

I need to get out of here. I sauntered in a rapid speed towards the stone door. "Locked." I groaned and started pushing towards the door. After a couple of tries, I stopped, one of the rocks glided with my back leaving me a huge mark. "Crap." I walked back bit-by-bit back to the bed and put my vest back on to hide my cut.

Try to do a spell on the door. I want to see you try something. My conscience didn't sound sarcastic she sound it rather … serious. I tried to use magic on the door but it didn't work. Just as I thought, the room is magic proof. "But, that makes no sense. The Eye is a society that terminates all magical creatures. How could they have the power to do a magic proof spell on the area? " Good question. I sighed and then let out a shriek when the door swung open and closed shut again.

It was Archer at the door. It was the face I thought I'd never have to see again.

I shook my head; this wasn't time to get all lost in clouds. I had to get out of here. I walked towards the door but Archer was in the way blocking the path out. "Let me out." I warned him. He smirked, that signature of his that I loved. "Or what?" He asked seductively as he breathed next to my ears. Goose bumps started to rise from my neck. Oh God how that felt good. Sophie, remember why we're here. It's not time for romance and fairytales. I tried to push him away but he grabbed my two hands and flipped me over so that my back was facing him. "Listen Sophie. I don't know why you're here or if you're trying to get your self killed but you need to get out of here." He warned me and I could feel him scooting me closer. "I know after that day; you probably think that I'm some monster off to kill you. Well, that's half true. I am supposed to kill you, but I'm not a monster." My face flushed with rage. How could he say that so smoothly? Doesn't that make you a monster when you try to kill a person? "You see I'm not really an Eye," he started and I was getting annoyed of him trying to defend himself. "Just shut up okay?" I replied in my harshest tone ever.

"Sophie, be nice for one minute." I tried to kick him with my hands but it was futile. "How about never? Does never sound good to you? " He didn't say anything he just stayed there with his hands still grabbing mine and he sighed. I looked from the corner of my eye to see he was looking at the window and I used this chance to get out. As always, my brilliant-not-so-brilliant plan backfired. I turned around heading to the door but he was blocking it making us both fall in the process. A loud moan escaped his lips and to my surprise I found out my hand was plastered on his right thigh. I widened my eyes, backed away from a little and looked at him. I tried to come up with a spell before he got up but nothing happened. No spark, no magic, no nothing. He stood up, sauntered to me, and smiled. "You see these walls? Magic proof. No magic can gain access in this room."

I backed away only tumbling upon the bed. Andd, you know what comes next, huh little Sophia? Rape, or if you're willing, sex. That last word made me go to another world. I wasn't really planning to have sex with Archer. But I kind of did that we made out in the cellar. My thoughts were disrupted as Archer pulled me unto a tight squeeze. "I thought you were going to kill me." I said weekly through the hug. "I'll have to make you mine first." He said as pulled away to meet my eyes. God, it was so hard to hate him when he was looking at me so sincerely like that. He leaned in still looking at my eyes. I could feel my heart beating fast.

Make you mine first? Doesn't that sound a bit kinky?

I don't care what my conscience was saying this moment. This moment felt so wrong yet so right. After mere seconds ; I felt his lips colliding with mine sending jolts inside of me. I didn't what got to me but I found myself wrapping my arms around his waist. I could feel his smile on the process of our ever-lasting kiss.

He began to unbutton my vest and my shirt until a loud knock on the door disturbed us. Well actually me, since Archer was still very unto our kiss.

"Archer open up! Your fiancé is ready to see you."

Well that clearly ruins mostly everything.