They stayed in the hospital for four days; the first day, Emma didn't even wake up, and that got them scared, but the doctor assured them that her body was just healing and that she needed rest. She was right because on the second day, Emma woke up, and by the afternoon, she was ready to get out of that hospital, but the doctor said they still had to stay for observation. Dylan didn't even go into the office; the only time he left their side was when he went back to the house to get them some clothes, but apart from that,t, he was always there. He even got them moved to a bigger room so that both he and Anna would be able to stay with Emma. On the third day, Dylan finally asked Emma what happened and how she was able to leave the house. Emma said that they mostly left her to herself and that when she heard the bang on the door, she got scared, so she went out through the window and started running; she told them that she was so scared. Dylan and Anna hugged her and told
Anastasia was shocked with how Dylan was raising his voice at her; he was always cool and collected, even when Emma was taken, he was her rock, so she was confused as to why he was in this state; she saw the glass of bourbon in his hand and assumed that maybe he was drunk. “Dylan, you're drunk; let's have this conversation later.” Anna said as she walked closer to him. Dylan snapped his head up and looked at her and Anna saw that his eyes were not glazed over or anything like that, which meant that he wasn't drunk. “I'm not drunk, Anastasia. You made a promise to me, and you broke it.” Dylan said to her; Anna wondered where all this was coming from; yes she made him a promise, but he knew why she had to leave that car; she couldn't just leave Emma out there alone. She walked closer to Dylan, and just a few feet were separating them. For the first time, he didn't have the guarded look that he always had on; his emotions were clear on his face. He was angry, that
Dylan carries Anna into his room and then he slowly drops her on the bed. He climbs on top of her and kisses her slowly this time. He trails kisses from her neck down to her breast. “You don't know how long I've imagined doing this.” Dylan whispered as he took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked hard on it. Anna was so lost in pleasure that Dylan knew her body even better than she did. Dylan slowly undid her button and her zipper and slid her trousers down her legs and when it got to her feet, Anna kicked them off. “Fuck Anastasia, I can already smell how wet you are from here.” Dylan growled in her ear and then he bit down hard on her neck and sucked on it. He trailed his hands down her stomach to her waist. He trailed his hand over her pussy, not touching her, Anna tried to raise her hips to get contact but Dylan removed his hand. “No Anastasia, I'm in charge here,” Dylan said to her. “Please, Dylan.” Anna moaned. “Please wh
“You're not my wife, Kate; we've been over for quite some time.” Dylan growls; he couldn't believe that this was happening; his ex-wife was here in his house after all these years. “Aren't you going to invite me in, Dylan? It's freezing out here.” Dylan considered this, and then finally, he opened the door, and Kate walked in. Dylan knew how volatile Kate was, and there was a very strong possibility that if he didn't let her in, she would cause a raucous before security got there, and she could alert Anna and Emma to her presence, and Dylan did not want that. “Why are you here Kate?” Dylan asked her. Kate behaved like she didn't hear him and walked deeper into the house. Dylan knew that this situation could get out of hand so he texted Marcus and told him to head down to the house immediately. “Kate, you need to stop walking and tell me why you're here; I do not have the time for all your shenanigans.” Dylan said and from the sound of his voice, Kate could t
Dylan stayed down in the den for a while until he finally felt like himself at first he thought to just leave Anastasia alone and explain everything in the morning but he knew the way her mind worked and the more time he stayed without explaining, the more time that she had to believe that his words were true. The thing was, his words were far from the truth, so he got up and took the stairs up to her room. He knocked, and then he opened it up, he looked at the bed, and at first, he thought that she was asleep, but the way her body shook her could tell that she was crying. He immediately walked to the bed and sat down by her side. “Please don't cry, Anastasia.” I tell her. “Why? This was what you wanted right? You said what you said to hurt me, and it worked; congratulations, you can leave now.” Anna told him but she didn't turn around to look at him. “No, I didn't mean anything I said down there; I was angry, and you kept on asking questions, so I took it o
The next day, Anna felt something poking her on her arm and she opened her eyes to see that it was Emma. “Good morning, my baby. Did you sleep well?” Anna asked Emma as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. “Yes mummy, but I'm hungry now.” Emma told Anna. “OK, how about you go brush your teeth, and then we can go downstairs and get something to eat.” Anna told her daughter and she ran back to her room to brush her teeth. Anna smiled at her sweet girl; she wasn't showing any signs of her kidnapping affecting her; she was still the same happy little girl. Anna got up from the bed and when she tried to walk, she felt different, a little bit sore. She hadn't been with a man since her one-night stand, and Dylan was packing. She smiled when her mind went back to last night and when she remembered what Dylan told her. She didn't want to hope for too much but him saying that he wanted to sleep with her again must mean something. “I'm done, mummy.” Emma said a
Meanwhile, back at the detention facility. The guard at the station walks to the cell where James and his accomplices are being kept. “James Smith, you have a phone call.” The guard announced and opened the cell door for James to step out, and he locked it back. James didn't look good at all; the men he hired had turned on him, and every night in the cell, they all took turns beating him up. The guard escorted James down to where he would take the phone call and then he took two steps back. “Hello.” James said, his voice was hoarse and low. “James, is that you?” Mr. Smith asked on the other side of the phone. “Father.” James couldn't believe it, his first night here, he tried calling his father with his one phone call but his father didn't pick up. “Just look at the trouble you've gotten yourself into. My son arrested for kidnapping a child. What were you thinking James?” His father shouted down the line, it was clear to James how disappoi
“I think it's time we had that talk.” Dylan said to Anna. Anna nodded her head reluctantly; she wasn't sure what Dylan would say; the man was unpredictable. He always ran hot and cold when it came to her. “The reason you're finding it hard to look me in the eyes is because of what happened last night right?” Dylan asked her, and she nodded her head again, and Dylan smiled. “Don't tell me I've rendered you speechless Anastasia?” Dylan asked her and he saw that fire that he loved in her eyes. She removed his fingers from beneath her jaw. “No Dylan, you have not rendered me speechless.” Anna told him. “That's good to know.” Dylan said but he had a smirk on his face. “I don't have time for your games, Dylan; just say what you want to say; I already know what it is.” Anna said as she released a frustrated sigh. “Really, well, since you've gotten to know me so well that you can read my mind, then how about you enlighten me.” Dylan said and An