It was past eight PM, Silver was returning home drunk, having been fired again. He stumbled into his apartment, barely closing the door behind him, as he threw himself on his musty old couch.
He closed his eyes with a sigh, before drifting into the land of sleep.
••
Silver woke up to an intoxicating scent, with a soft, warm body hugging him. He thought he was still in a dream, so he didn't mind, until he felt the warm breath tickling his ear.
His eyes shot open, and he found himself in an unfamiliar room. He was instantly paralysed, as he tried to make sense of everything.
"Where am I?" He muttered to himself.
"In my room," a sweet, sultry voice said beside him.
His head turned ever so slowly, until his eyes met that of the most gorgeous woman he has ever seen. His heart skipped a beat, and he now believed he was in a lucid dream.
"You're naked," he said.
The woman's lips curled into an amused smile.
"Glad you noticed," she said with a little purr at the end.
"I must be dreaming, is this a lucid dream?"
She giggled, reaching out her dainty pale hand, and cupping his cheek, "reality? Dream? Or imagination? It doesn't matter, all that matters is, can you still call yourself a man if you ignore a woman offering herself to you?"
Silver narrowed his eyes, "I will if this is a honey trap. Speaking off, I have had lucid dreams before, but none of them have ever involved a woman, especially one as beautiful as you, so I have to ask, who are you? And why have you kidnapped me?"
The woman chuckled, seating up as the silky sheets slipped off her naked body, exposing her perky large breasts, partly covered by her luxurious dark hair, "I told Nadia you were really smart."
Silver lingered on her bare breast for a beat second, before lifting his head to her beautiful face that looked to have been carved by the goddess herself.
"Did I die?"
"Hehe.. why do you ask?"
"Mmm, I have never met an objectively beautiful woman before, beauty always boils down to taste, but you, even if a dude who only likes fatties wouldn't be able to dismiss you so easily. So I figure, I must be dead, that's the only way that can explain why you're this beautiful."
The woman's grey eyes flickered with a crimson glint for a split second, making Silver wonder if he was seeing things. Her smile widened as her pale face flushed with a red hue.
"I love how you keep calling me beautiful, it makes me happy, darling~"
She then pouted, "but I'm disappointed in you for not recognising me."
Beautiful. Too beautiful.
Silver immediately looked away, it doesn't matter if she's beautiful or that she likes him back. Nothing ever goes well with him and women, best to avoid them at all cost.
"Recognise you from where?"
Silver removed the sheets, and walked off the bed, he looked around and headed for the walk-in closet, trying to find something to wear, having recognised he was naked.
He didn't even bother asking why. Inside the walk-in closet, it was something out of a fantasy for someone like him. To grand for his eyes.
Silver ignored all the fancy shit, and went in a section where he found a pair of jeans and a plain shirt. He wore them, as his kidnapper walked behind him with silent steps, but her scent to strong and intoxicating to ignore.
"My name is Ilyara Lioren, the one and only."
Silver turned around to face her, his eyebrow raised, "you're saying that like I'm supposed to know who you are."
The woman's smile faltered, almost breaking. She cleared her throat, "I am the famous actress, known for playing villainess vampire roles. Like Blood Birth? The Silent Forest? Whispers Of The Dying? Do any of this movies mean anything to you?"
"No, are they popular?"
Now she wasn't smiling but pouting, "h-how can you not know them. They were even made to pop up on phone ads like in every website?"
"I own the legendary Nokia 3310, don't need any other phone," he instantly answered.
The woman's eyes widened, "were you born in the stone ages or something, ugh okay you watch television right, then you must've seen the advertisements?"
Silver shook his head, "I don't own a TV, waste of time."
"What about billboards?"
"I always ignore them."
"Ahghh.. t-then what about friends, surely there's one person who talked about them—wait, I forgot you don't have friends."
Silver just shrugged his shoulders. He turned around, finding it increasingly difficult to ignore her naked body. His little brother was also stirring in its sleep.
He went to the shoe section, found a pair that he liked, wore it. And walked out the closet, passing by the woman without so much as looking at her.
"Where are you going?"
He stopped in his tracks, "on a job hunt, just got fired from my previous job yesterd.." he suddenly trailed off, before turning to look at the beautiful woman, his lips curling into a cunning smile, "are you hiring by any chance. I promise you, I'm good at everything, cleaning, fixing, attending, there's nothing I can't do. I could be a butler, a driver even a bodyguard, just name the job, I'm in."
The woman was caught by surprise by his sudden change of demeanor from being detached to suddenly being enthusiastic.
But her surprise only lasted for a second, as her lips curled into her own cunning smile.
"I think I have a job that's perfect for you, but before that let's eat breakfast."
Ilyara wore a simple white summer dress, and slippers. The dress was sleeveless, reaching all the way to her upper thigh, a little tight on the chest area, emphasizing how big she is.
When she came out of the walk-in closet, Silver took his time to appreciate how effortlessly beautiful she is. She had east asian features that were soft yet striking, almond-shaped eyes, smooth pale skin. Glossy dark hair that was polished to an obsidian, reaching all the way to her more than generous behind.
Her body was carved to an hourglass perfection, everything fitting where it should, almost to an eerie level. She truly was beautiful, but even so, her grey eyes flickered with uncertainty as she looked at Silver expecting some kind of approval.
Silver noticed this, and even though he didn't want to, he looked away, as he said, "you look especially beautiful in that dress, it matches your skin tone."
'What the hell am I saying?' Silver lamented in his thoughts.
When he stole a glance at the woman, she didn't seem offended or disgusted, she giggled happily, before running up to him, and throwing herself in his arms.
Silver was struck frozen, trying to come up with anything to say, but her soft skin, her soft buns pressing against his chest and her intoxicating scent were to much for him. He felt like he was drowning in her.
Silver immediately pushed her away, his face flushed. He knew this was some sort of honey trap. It had to be.
When he glanced towards the woman, she didn't seem offended for having been pushed her away.
'Yeah, it's definitely a honey trap, I must get away from here as fast as possible.'