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
DemitriI don't want to wait. I've given up on that, so I'm going to go and partially kidnap her. I say partially, as I'm not taking her from the house."Got the details from security," Evan says, and I nod."Codes for the alarms, yes?" I ask, and he nods."Yes. I also found out who fitted the locks. Here's a set of keys," he laughs and throws me the keys. Well, at least I don't have to have the pick the lock."The dog might be an issue," he looks at me."It's not going to be an issue. One of the guys will be feeding it through a back window. While they do, we get in and close the dog in that room." I already thought of that.The guys who recently renovated the patio explained the dog is aggressive, but if you feed it, it gives in and becomes your best friend. I want to say this is too easy, but it's not. Her parents aren't dumb; it was only easy because of who I am.Anyone else reaching out to these people likely wouldn't get the information."House layout, from what decorators said,
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 spent my day avoiding my parents and preparing for tonight. I'm not entirely sure why Demitri would just agree to a meal with my parents. Hell, Dean only met them once, and we had been dating for a year when I finally let him meet them.Granted, a few months later, he was gone, but still, I don't introduce men to my parents, not this soon and are we even dating? I've no fucking idea about that either.Picking up the phone, I call Yas."Demi, how's your quiet time going?""It's not very quiet. My parents came back deciding to use the time off with me rather than enjoying their cruise," I mutter."Shit, so are you coming home?""No, I figured I would stay for at least a week, and then they won't complain," I sigh and prepare myself for the reply that will undoubtedly come when I tell her the next part."Demitri showed up, tied up my parents so he could sneak into my room and fuck me. Now we're all going out for a meal."Her loud laughter echoes down the phone. "Let me guess. Y
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
DemitriToday started well, then just took a nose dive off a cliff.Sitting, I face Dean. "I told you to make them aware you won't do it anymore, if they are insisting you do, then give them your new address.""I don't have one. We broke up last night, and she kicked me out. When I tried telling them that the address was no good, he told me I managed to get the last item back, so I can just sit there until it arrives," he argued, and I glared at him."You didn't try hard enough. You could have lied and said your ex no longer lives there. When is this package getting sent?" I ask."Friday, this one comes with instructions. Apparently, it needs to be kept in a cold place, ideally a freezer," Dean mutters, and I glare. That means it's a fucking body part. None of my men have gone missing through.So, I'm not sure what the hell this is about."Figure it out. You said he rings on the day. So on the day, tell him she has moved and you can't get into that apartment as someone else lives ther
DemiWe've finished eating now and have just sat talking. My dad seems to be coming around to Demitri. Out of everything, his age is the least of his worries."We're going to get home. What is your plan?" My mum looks at me."She's staying with me in a hotel I own close by for the night," Demitri answers. I look at him. "We need to talk, do we not?" he asks, and I nod.We do, so I nod."Well, thank you for such a wonderful evening, Demitri," my mother smiles and hugs him, and my dad shakes his hand."The car is waiting outside to take you back," Demitri smiles at them, and they walk away. "Come on then," Demitri says as he grips my hand and pulls me away from the restaurant to the small bar area.Sitting, I look at him."I did mention that this wouldn't work going forward, us two just kidnapping each other once a month." He smiles at me, and I nod."I know, but..." But... but what? I rub my face and try to figure things out. "So we're dating?" I ask, and that feels weird to say out lo
DemiI am amazed that Demitri didn't even seem phased by the fact I don't want kids or to get married. I'm used to the usual bullshit of 'Oh, you're a woman; of course, you want to', which isn't true.Part of me was sure he would want a kid, the Don usually passes the title down to their child, so how will it work if he doesn't have a kid?"You're thinking too much," his words have me laughing. "I can see by your expression. Just ask rather than go over it," he smirks, and I nod."When we get into the room," I reply. We're waiting for the lift. I hear it and relax."Sorry, guys, this lift is taken. Wait for the next one." A man's voice almost makes me groan until Demitri walks forward and steps into the lift. I stare at him, confused.He chuckles slightly and the guy stays standing outside the lift as the door closes."I thought the lift was taken?""It is, by me. My hotel, remember?" He puts the key in, and the lift moves. Ah, yeah, he can't do that with others in the lift, or he can