Pitch black darkness greeted Anessa the second she opened the door. 'He must not be inside right now,' she thought and was about to leave when someone grabbed onto her arm and pulled her inside the room.
Anessa squealed, but she was silenced by a large hand quickly going over her mouth. The door slammed shut behind her causing her to slightly jump in fright; the darkness of the room robbed her of her sight, but all her other senses were on high alert and extra sensitive.
She released a muffled squeal when the person suddenly moved her and pushed her against a wall. Anessa knew better than to struggle especially in such a situation, she's watched enough crime series to know what to do.
Anessa remained quiet and paid keen attention to her surroundings while patiently waiting to see what the person that held her captive was going to do next. The scent of smoke and expensive male cologne filled her nostrils, it was so intoxicating that Anessa felt as though she could get high off it.
