Demi
I 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 told him to wait for my call. This is going to be amazing," I laugh, and she looks at me like I'm crazy. I'm not. It's fun. That's all.
My phone beeps, and I answer.
"Hey babes, how's it going?" I ask.
"Finished now. Stressed, though, I won't be straight home. I might meet the others for a few drinks first. Is that okay?"
"Dean, you don't need to ask. Sure, it is fine. Where are you?" I ask, grab out the phone, and type the message saying 'now'. I get ready to hit send.
"Literally opening the door to leave," he laughs, and I hit send on the message. "Call soon," he ends the call, and I laugh.
"God, he's gonna murder you when he finds out that him getting kidnapped was your freaky way to have fun," Yasmine laughs.
"He gets fun as well, Yas, not just me," I explain.
"They know he needs to be alive, right, and that this isn't a real kidnapping situation?"
"Yas, they aren't fools. If you're staying, that's fine but don't talk when they bring him in. Then you need to leave anyway as it will get a little x-rated," I joke and we both laugh.
"Only you, Demi, would have your boyfriend kidnapped, blindfolded, gagged and fuck him," she laughs, and I nod. He knows it will be me.
"It's not like I'm raping him. We have our safe signals," I reply, and she groans. I see the lights and jump up.
"God, the poor guy, you realise he will be scared shitless, right?" She stares at me and I laugh, I watch as Ryan and Tom pull him through and tie him to the chair.
They nod at me and leave with Yasmine. I watch his body thrash against the chair. A bag is over his head to stop him from seeing. Walking over, I straddle him.
"Guess who," I whisper, and watch his body still. His head falls back, and I imagine him trying to say, damn you woman, which makes me smile harder.
I stroke along his chest before reaching his trousers. Unfastening them, my hand grips his cock and moves over it. He groans and pushes his hips higher.
"I figured after your big meeting, I would surprise you. Are you happy?" I whisper, and he doesn't respond. Laughing slightly, I roll the condom down his length.
"Will me fucking you make up for me kidnapping you?" I ask, and watch his head nodding. Moving, I position myself above his cock, slower lowering myself on it.
My hips begin moving as he thrusts up slightly, only small, but it's all that he is able to do, considering he's tied to the chair. I move faster, grinding down against him, watching as his head falls back and he groans.
Moans escape my mouth as I orgasm, my body settling against his. His muffled words cause me to laugh.
"Okay, I'll remove the mask and gag. Next time, you kidnap me, though," I say. Moving, I pull the hood off and scream.
Jumping up, I stare at him. "Shit! Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Screaming I kick his shin and he frowns at me. "Sorry, fuck! What do I do?" I panic and pace, the guy mutters something and I remove the gag.
"I'm sorry," I quickly say, and he chuckles.
"Oh, it was worth it. However, if you don't want a bullet in the back of your head, I suggest you take the phone out of my pocket and hit the name Evan and let me call off the rescue," he says while smiling.
"No, no, because, no. Shit!" Reaching for my phone, I hit the number.
"That was quick, Demi," Ryan laughs.
"Who the fuck have you kidnapped, Ryan! It's not Dean! I fucked him, I fucked a stranger," I shout and he laughs.
"Not falling for it."
"It's not a fucking lie, Ryan, who did you kidnap?" I ask.
"Not to interrupt your meltdown, Doll, but I would appreciate some assistance in getting this off, considering I have no hands." He points towards his cock where the condom still is.
"Who is that?" Ryan asks.
"Whoever you kidnapped, get here," I shout and hang up. Turning, I look at the guy, and he nods down.
"I'm not touching you there. Just wait." God, what have I done?
"You already did, princess; it was amazing as well," he smirked, and I glared at him.
"I really suggest you do as I say and call Evan," he explains.
"No! Not until I get Ryan here to find out what to do," I say.
"Then can you at least cover my cock before I have a show?" He smirks, and I step towards him. My face scrunchies up, and he throws his head back, laughing.
"You already touched it and fucked it, Doll. Stop pulling faces like it's about to come alive again." He smirks, and I groan. I reach for him, then stop.
"I can't, eww no! Sorry, but I can't touch it again," I say while stepping back, and he laughs. "I'll release one of your hands, just one enough for you to reach," I say and walk around the back of him. Unfastening him slightly, I release one of his hands but keep his arms tied down with the rope.
Pulling his arm around the front, I release it and watch as he sorts himself out. I fucked a stranger. Someone I don't know. I should have listened to Yasmine, this is a disaster, like, why did I think this was good?
Groaning, my head falls back against the wall, and he sits smirking at me. God, this is bad, like burning in hell, bad.
DemitriI stay sitting on the chair and can't stop smiling at her. She's wild and feisty. Which I fucking love in my women, but this one? She likes the risk. That is obvious because here I am, tied to a chair in her apartment.She fucked me without checking I was the right guy first, and I remember her words. Next time, I kidnap her. I will. She can count on that for sure. That's my mission going forward: find out who she is. What she does in life, where she goes and who she is close to. I want to know every secret she has.Then, I will kidnap her back and fuck her.If she survives, the longer I don't reach out, the more chance there is she will have a team of men swarming this place and breaking down the door with guns. Then she will be dead, as they won't ask. They will just shoot. Which I guess is my fault. I trained them to do that if I was ever taken.She's freaking out, though. My eyes look across her. Her black hair flows down her back, and her eyes are mesmerising and green. I
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
Demitri It's been a month since I was kidnapped by that crazy-as-hell woman. Her boyfriend, Dean, clearly didn't realise how lucky he was to have her.Sure, she is wild and a little bit crazy, but some of the best women are. They are the ones who keep you breathing when you die, just to watch them for longer.I made a promise to her, and I plan to keep it. I've ensured my guys have watched her from a safe distance. I know her entire routine, and I plan to correct it.She does the same thing, every day at the same goddamn time. It makes kidnapping her easier. I was hoping for a challenge, but maybe that can happen next time.I smirk as I consider it. She needs to change her routine, it's crazy how little changes, I know where she is right now. Visiting her favourite little bakers.I know what she will be ordering, as she orders the same thing every time. She's predictable, which doesn't match the wild woman I met that day.She seemed like chaos and destruction combined. She reminded m
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
DemitriI roll off her and can't help but smile. I'm not sure why it took a month for me to kidnap her back, maybe because she would have been expecting it, and where's the fun in that?Turning, I look at her and see her asleep. Maybe I shouldn't have fucked her for so long. In my defence, for a month I've watched her and planned it.I remembered that day she kidnapped me, over and over. There was no way I was going to make this something quick. She's not about to wake, though, and I also didn't consider the fact I ripped her dress.Getting myself dressed I walk out of the room and downstairs. Stopping, I look at my brother."Since when did you begin kidnapping women?" He asks with a smirk."I made an exception for this one. How did it go?" I ask as I take a seat with him."Think we have enough answers as it is. He's still alive if you want to try to get more from him. It appears like he has no idea about the whole, setting fire to the warehouse.""Yeah, right." I don't believe he did
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
DemiI stare at him, shocked that he so openly admitted that he stalked me. Like it is a normal thing to do. Still, I'm curious."How long did you spend watching me during the day?" I ask.He sits back and gets comfy."Mondays. You get up at six-thirty, shower until seven, and do your hair and such until seven-thirty. You make breakfast at this point; on Mondays, you typically have yoghurt and fruit. After eating, you leave and walk down to Sycamore Road, where you work at the estate agents' office. Twelve thirty, you leave, and go to the bakers, there on a Monday you get egg and bacon sandwich before walking back to work. You finish work at four thirty, go to the bakers and get a doughnut and a chocolate eclair. Which you eat on the way to the gym." My eyes widen at his words, and he continues."You spend ten minutes on the rowing machine in the gym, another ten minutes on the bike, and then you do approximately fifteen reps on the leg press, another fifteen on the leg extension mach
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