My Captor Is A Good Boy Chapter 2

He looked as though I had electrocuted him. Blushing furiously, he gently but frantically shoved me off and scrambled to his feet.

I wasn't about to let him off the hook. I reached out, snatching his hand, and tilted my head up to look at him. "Baby, what's your name?"

He froze, his entire frame rigid, but the ingrained obedience kicked in. "D-Donovan... Donovan."

I tightened my grip on his hand. With my index finger, I slowly traced a circle into his palm, smiling until my eyes curved into crescents. "Such a good boy. My name is Gia. Don't forget it."

I paused, pressing the side of my face against his open palm. I looked up at him, my gaze piercing his, and enunciated every single word. "Because that is the name that's going to be on your marriage certificate."

Donovan’s pupils blew wide. He stared at me, utterly shell-shocked, his lips parting but failing to produce a single sound.

His Adam's apple bobbed sharply. In those beautiful, panicked eyes, I saw absolute bewilderment.

The floating text cascaded down like a waterfall:

[AHHHHHHHHH I AM LOSING MY MIND!!!]

[The sheer rizz!! The marriage certificate!! She brought up the marriage certificate!!!]

[Wait, who the hell is this girl? I've never seen a trope play out like this??]

[Taking notes! Someone get me a pen! 'That's the name on your marriage certificate' is going straight into my DNA!!!]

[I officially petition to rename 'Stand-in Literature' to 'Gia Literature.']

[Donovan, say something! Your eyes are practically glued to her, you idiot!]

[I feel so dangerously powerful right now. If I learn these moves, will I finally get a man???]

[Wake up, babe. You don't have Gia's face and you don't have Gia's nerve. You'd just text 'u up?']

[I'll say it—I'm a freak. I want her to keep pushing until he entirely shatters!!!]

Watching the comments fly by, my smile only deepened.

Donovan was still frozen in place. The hand I was holding trembled faintly, but his fingers began to curl inward, subconsciously holding onto me.

I blinked up at him, leaning a fraction closer. "Donovan, your ears are so red."

He jerked his head away, his voice coming out in a wrecked, gravelly rasp. "N-no, they aren't."

The comments:

[Hahahahaha look in a mirror, my guy!! Your whole face is a tomato and you're still in denial!]

[Gia, spare him!! You're gonna make the man combust!!!]

[This isn't a kidnapping thriller, this is a masterclass in seduction. I am watching on my knees.]

[Publish a book, queen! I'm begging you! Write the manual!]