DemiI left a week ago. I've gone back twice, each time using a different car from my parents to hide the fact that I was following him.He's hard to follow. I wait outside the club and then follow him, but he never goes to the same places after.It makes this fucking hard. Unless I take him from the club, that would be easier, but he seems to always leave the club with one or two guys.That makes it harder. So, now I think I need to get them to follow him from here and wait for him to leave somewhere alone.He made it seem so easy to kidnap someone when you know nothing about them by taking me. In reality, this isn't easy. Kidnapping Dean was meant to be easy.I knew where he was, though, or thought I had. I continued to follow the car and watched it stop outside of a building.This is a new one. He's not been here before. I watch him walk in with some guys and wait.Half an hour later, he comes out, and my eyes widen when I see him dragging a guy out who clearly has been beaten.May

DemiI smile as he leans in close, his hands move and begin to untie the rope."You got caught twice," he laughs."Well, your big ass dude at the door was too big for me to get passed, so fuck yes, I got caught twice." I sigh but laugh. "Was he made in a fucking factory? The only explanation I can think of for his size," I mutter, and he roars in laughter. "Warn the bold twat next time I will get him," I explain."What did you do to him?" He asks while tilting his head."Tried to kick him in his balls, but he caught my foot and dragged me back in like I was nothing more than a ragdoll," I sigh, and he smirks."Hint, Doll, that is one guy you just obey. You can't escape him," he explains, and I nod. I realised that when he caught my foot quickly and dragged me across the floor like I was a piece of string."You should really use him more. He's a big guy," I explain and he laughs."He stays on doors when needed, that's all. Don't need brunt force," he explains."Could help though," I ex

DemiI drove back to my parent's place, smiling about how today went. Part of me wants to be caught again because the look in Demitri's eyes was savage when I walked away.I won't, though. I have my plan, and tonight, Ryan is coming to discuss it. This time, he will be kidnapping the right person, and I will help.For the drive back, I can't help but smile at how things have gone today. I should be freaked out a lot, but I'm not. Maybe that's just because I'm fucked in the head?My phone rings, and I hit the button."Hello?""Darling," I smile, hearing my dad."Hey, I'm just on my way back to your place now. Is everything okay?" I ask."Sure is, darling, but we're coming home earlier," he says, and I sigh."Why, this cruise was meant to be a month-long one," why are they coming back?"Your mum is insistent we come home and spend time with you," he says, and I laugh."Dad, that's ridiculous. You can see me anytime. Enjoy your holiday." They can't cut it short for me."Well, darling, co

DemiDemitri looks highly amused by the fact he tied my parents up. I mean, I will find it amusing when I see them, but he could have said before now.I go to slide off the bed, and his arm captures me and pulls me back."As much fun as this is, it's not ideal," he explains, and I shrug."I think it is," I laugh slightly, and he groans. Pushing me back, his body climbs onto mine."I've neglected a lot of things since I met you because I'm so focused on you. So, we need to figure out a way forward. You want to continue the whole kidnapping each other, sure, but that's not enough," he looks at me and waits."Why's it not enough?" I ask, and he groans."Because I'm fucking obsessed with you and need to taste you every day, not just once or twice a month," he explains, and I smirk."You haven't tasted me today," I wink, and he laughs. His hand tangles into my hair, pulling me to him and kissing me. His tongue moves around mine, and I whimper.My body moves and rolls us over until I'm abov

DemiI've had my nails done, but not my hair, because my mother isn't good at planning things. I haven't showered yet, so getting my hair done now is pointless.I thought I had escaped that and could do it myself, but no. She booked a woman to come to her house and do it for me.You know, because I'm clearly incapable of doing my own hair! Walking in, I throw the bag on the bed. I bought lingerie, considering none I brought would work with the dress, and I'm not comfortable not wearing a bra around my parents.After showering, I sit and have my hair done. I'm unsure where we're even going tonight. He has not said anything other than he will send a car, and I know that is going to raise a hell of a lot of questions."Demi," I turn and look at my mum. "I hung up the dress. It's been in the box for a while. Did you happen to notice what was under it?" She looks at me."No, what?" What the hell was under the dress?"Your hair is done," Marie nods at me, and I walk through to my room. Glan