It was mind boggling for a grown man. You continued to reject him and for whom? For that idiot Skye? A frown replaced the once calm features on Valtor's face, continuing to watch you with his magic. The way you two were making out with each other disgusted him.

Deciding that this is too much, he decides to kidnap you again. This is not the first or even the second time he does this, and each time you escape...at least he lets you escape.

"... ..." whispers a male voice, looking at the girl on the bed, who was already showing signs of moving. Suddenly, he lay down next to you, pressing himself against your back, and taking your chin, lifting your head up, looking into your eyes. "I really don't understand what you saw in this pathetic excuse for a man. So zealously resisting me, just to run away to him? You must be laughing at me, little fairy?" Valtor approaches, breathing directly into your face with his impenetrable gaze. Only in his voice can you hear a glimmer of jealousy and resentment.