Accidentally Kidnapping The Don

DemiI pace the room and wait. Everything is set up. Everything is going to be perfect. I know to others, this will look like a crazy thing to do. It's not, though; if anything, it's hot. Maybe a little crazy. Who am trying to kid? It is crazy.Yasmine laughs while looking at me like I'm a fool. "This is crazy. I can't believe you're going to do it," she says, and I smile. I am, and I will enjoy every second of it. Actually, I'm sure both me and Dean will enjoy every second of it."He will love it! Especially after the meeting, it gives him something fun," I explain and wait for the call. I know it was a long meeting. He had already warned me he would be busy for hours. This is just something fun to help him unwind and enjoy himself."Ryan knows what he is doing, right?" She asks, and I nod. It's not that hard to kidnap someone. You grab them, throw a bag over their head, and are done. At least they make it look that easy in the movies, it actually might not be. Who knows?"Yeah, I've

DemiI don't move as this Demitri guy walks out looking far too happy that I fucked up. I'm happy I did, in some senses, but not in other ways. I mean, I know now I have to face Dean. He's going to be pissed I slept with a random guy. In my defence, it would have been him if he hadn't lied about where he was."I can't believe you fucked Demitri. The guy who kills without mercy and has a name for himself," Yas mutters. Her eyes stayed on me like she is still trying to work things out in her mind. It's not that hard.I was meant to kidnap my boyfriend and fuck him, and instead, I somehow kidnapped and fucked the Don of the mafia. I'm lucky to be alive right now."He's the Don, of course, he fucking kills people. What is he meant to tickle people as torture?" Ryan mutters and looks at Dean. "Are you gonna calm the hell down before you get your head blown off? That wasn't just some random guy," Ryan says."Fuck that. How could you act like this when you lied to me, Dean? If you hadn't lie

DemiToday started well, got bad, and then went good again.The call from Yas is what turned it bad. Jastin had been cheating on her. He told her, then ran on a holiday. He had the audacity to blame her for him having an STI. She was clean, but he ran and took a holiday for the week.He got back today with his new girlfriend, so I paid him a visit and got revenge for Yas. He was curled into a ball crying when I left. He deserved it, not only for cheating for three years but for blaming her for him being dirty.Sitting on the the bed, I try to pick which shoes to wear. I told Yas we would go out tonight, it's more of a way to cheer her up however. The dress is perfect, but I'm stuck on the shoes I should wear.Deciding on simple black ones, I reach for them and feel someone's hand wrap around my mouth, followed by hands grabbing mine. Moving, I swing my head back and hear him groan.I watch my headphones fall to the floor and smash."You fucking asshole!" I swing my elbow and hit anoth

DemiI wake up and quickly tell myself off for falling asleep. I should have left straight away, not fell asleep in his bed. Sliding from the bed, I glance around and see my dress on the floor.Grasping it, I sigh, seeing it ripped. Opening the door, I peer out and go to shout him, but I can't even remember his name! This is awful. Walking back into the room, I open a door and see clothes.Grasping a shirt, I put it on. As I walk out, I fasten the buttons and make my way through the hall. I'm not even sure where the hell I'm going.It's too big, and this hall leads into two. Picking one, I walk down it and see the stairs. Finally! Walking down the stairs, I reach the bottom and glance around.This is the wrong way. This is a gym, but I need to be on this floor, so I decide to walk through the gym and out of another door. Five minutes later, I'm still unwilling to accept that I'm lost.Despite this being the second time I've walked through what looks like a library."Downstairs is sepa

DemitriI wonder what she will want if she wins. I hope she does. I only said that about keeping her to spur her on and make her work harder to do this.Last night was strange. After I dealt with my little friend for his part in my warehouse, I went to bed. I slept in the same bed as her and everything.Part of me feels she is right, and we should just end this here. While it worked and went well, I mean, I was meant to be at a meeting ages ago, but I haven't moved as she is here. I don't want to either. She fascinates me.She gawped at me like she was shocked that I would kill her ex, yet...she quickly shrugged it off like she didn't care that I said I was going to kill him.Most would have freaked out and run, but not her. Why? She appears immune or at least uncaring by what I said I would do. I'm debating if that is down to the fact she thinks I am joking or not.I wasn't, I don't think anyway. Okay, she needs to leave."We will take you home, considering you don't have clothes," I