✔️ The Arrangement (A Kinky Romance) [1st Draft]

Happy Birthday, Baby

They settled into a routine. Ahmed scheduled alternating routes to keep her movements somewhat unpredictable so planning to snatch her wouldn't be a simple task. She was never alone in public, and even home, there were security personnel outside the apartment and the building itself. Ahmed, when not with her, was holed up in the library overseeing everything. Inside the apartment was the only place she could be by herself. Even at work, someone was always watching.

She was starting to feel like a prisoner again.

Then the agents returned and began laying out the bigger picture for her. This was a huge deal, involving numerous agencies in multiple countries. There were dozens of individuals under investigation and they had located a few of the party houses where the kids were taken in groups. She was also informed they had several locations under surveillance where it was suspected children were being held and or prostituted out. They were even lucky enough to have a couple people in the ring, collecting much needed intel.

Selene then understood that her fear and discomfort was minor, all things considered. This was temporary. Once the bust was over, things would be easier on her and all that would matter would be the trial. A trial she also learned they were hoping she would not need to testify at. Even if she did, other protections were in place to help protect her identity. All the legal documents had her listed as Jane Doe #2, and the other agents watching her used a code name to reference her.

With all this in mind, Selene made an effort to appreciate the fact she had people protecting her and that she was reasonably safe. It might seem stifling at times, but she just needed to make the best of it. This was temporary and this time, running wasn't an option. There was nothing in her willing to walk away from Nick. He wanted her as much as she wanted him and it was the first time she could remember having a true bond with another person. Leaving that behind was unthinkable.

In spite of all the tension, life was good. Selene and Ahmed had managed to get to know each other a bit more, and she no longer was as cautious around him. Gail and Tom were around constantly and Gail had become Selene's closest friend. Tom had sort of taken up the role of a much older brother, becoming a friend and confidant. He and Ahmed had started teaching her some self-defense tactics that could help in a crisis. Not only that, but it gave her a little added confidence to know she had a better idea of what she could do that would actually work.

A blow came to them after a couple weeks when Selene fainted during an exercise. It turned out that Selene was severely anemic, vitamin D deficient, and her hormone levels were off. Further tests revealed more bad news. Her early years of repeated periods of starvation and abuse had left her organs weakened. While she was reasonably healthy overall, there were things that she would have to be careful of. One of those things was intense physical activity. While she might be able to build herself up a bit, the doctor stated much of the damage was permanent and would have lifelong effects.

In top of a regiment of vitamins, she had to get shots every few months of B-12, and they would need to repeat some tests in six months to check her progress. She was also put in with a nutritionist, who helped them work out what she needed to add or increase in her diet. Most organs don't repair herself, but her diet could affect how well her system worked over all. On top of it all, she was still underweight by more than 10 pounds.

Dottie was more than happy to start making sure she modified their meals to make sure Selene was getting everything she needed. She'd grown rather fond of the young woman, especially seeing how happy Nick was and how devoted they were to each other. She even had to acknowledge that Selene was far more mature than she'd expected. She hadn't missed overhearing her protesting buying something new for some thing or another because she already had enough clothes to 'last a lifetime'. Dottie had barely managed not to laugh in earshot.