Taken

Demitri

I 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 wish I could have seen her when she was fucking me.

She looks fucking delicious, and this might just be one woman I do fucking kidnap. She is going to be the one woman I kidnap. I will return the favour; I don't like owing things; I never owe anyone anything.

So I will repay her.

"Doll, would it help if I told you who I was?" I ask, and her head shakes.

"Stop speaking!" She moves and puts the gag back into my mouth. I smirk at her, and she groans. She's a right firecracker, and I want to sink my teeth into her. Soon, I will.

I hear the door and watch people walk in. Their eyes look between us and to the bin.

"You actually fucked a stranger?" The woman stands shocked, looking at my beautiful Doll.

"Yes, Yas! I thought it was Dean. Ryan, what do I do? You took him, fix it," she shouts and looks towards the guys. They walk further in and stop.

"Oh shit, no!" He turns and looks at her. "Demi, it's Demitri Accetta. You said Dean was leaving!" This Ryan guy seems to be worried, so he knows who I am.

I laugh, and he glares at her.

"You said he was leaving? This is the guy. No one else came out. We were waiting outside for a few minutes, so where the hell is Dean?" Ryan screams at her.

"He told me he had just opened the door! He should have come out at the same time," she mutters and looks between us all.

"Look, he's the fucking Don of the Cosa Nostra. Best hope you fucking his brains out makes him feel charitable," Ryan mutters.

I watch as Demi walks to me and removes the gag from my mouth.

"I will say this again. Get my phone, hit the number for Evan, and let me call off the rescue party before you get in shit," I look at her and wait.

"Do it, Demi, they will be tracking his phone, so fucking do it," Ryan says, and she nods. I watch as she searches my pockets and takes out the phone.

She grabs my hand and uses my thumb to unlock it. I watch as she finds the name and hits the number before putting it on speakerphone.

"Boss! We're on our way now," he shouts through the phone, and I hear everyone around him.

"Don't, Evan. It was just a little misunderstanding, no need to bring the army, wait for me outside the building, right?"

"What? What do you mean by misunderstanding? You went to get in the car, and we saw some fuckers grab you," he shouts and then swears at whoever is driving.

"Yeah, I'll explain later. I'm fine, not hurt or anything. See you in five," I reply. He grumbles but agrees. I watch as Demi ends the call.

"So that's it? You leave and don't hunt us down and kill us?" Ryan looks at me.

"Why would I? This shit made my day better, kidnapped by a crazy ass woman, who got pleasure from riding me," I smirk at him and see Demi's cheeks flush. "You will be safe. Maybe next time, confirm the person you are kidnapping is them?"

They are fucking amateurs at this. Ryan rolls his eyes, and the door opens; another guy steps in and looks around, confused.

"Where the fuck were you!" Demi screams and walks to him.

"I said I was going to go for a drink, got there and decided against it," he says.

"Right, but you said you had just opened the door to leave, which was a lie, as it was this guy!" Demi points at me.

"What the fuck is going on?" Dean looks at us.

"She got us to kidnap you, bring you back with a bag over your head. She wanted to kidnap you and fuck you. Turns out afterwards, when she removed the bag, it wasn't you," Ryan laughs.

"You fucked some guy?" Dean turns and glares at Demi.

"You lied, where were you?" Demi asks, and Dean goes quiet.

I laugh slightly. "Smell him. Guessing there is a sweet scent of vanilla and oranges, right?" I say, watching as she leans into him and sniffs. She turns and looks at me.

"Boudiour Bodies, beautiful, erotic, naked dancers," I explain. I know he's been there. I saw him there not long before I called into the restaurant while I was making my rounds.

Demi turns to him and slaps him.

"Fuck, I felt that," I laugh.

"Fuck you, asshole! You fucked my girlfriend!" He walks towards me, and Ryan pushes him back.

"Technically, she fucked me. Based on how quickly she came, you don't do a good job," I joke, and he fights in Ryan's hold.

"Demi, let this guy go while I keep Dean in place," Ryan calls to her, and I watch as she releases me. Standing, I straighten my suit.

I step towards her, and she keeps moving backwards until her back hits the wall. Lowering my head, I run my nose along her neck, enjoying her scent.

"I remember, next time, I kidnap you. Be ready, Doll, as I'll be coming for you," I say before stepping back, kissing her cheek and walking out.

Getting outside the cars are waiting, Evan looks at me as I walk over and climb into one.

"You're smiling too much for someone who was just kidnapped," he mutters, and I laugh.

"Oh, you have no idea. Kidnapped by a beautiful woman, fucked, then she realised they took the wrong guy and I wasn't her boyfriend," I say, and everyone stares at me. "Find out what you can about the people living there, especially the one named Demi," I say. I will kidnap her back, and she will fucking love it.