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Demitri

I 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