Kidnapped By An Assassin

Chapter Five

*Mature Chapter*

We only played that game for about five more minutes before he won. He was racking up to play again when his phone rang. He told me he had to take it outside because the music was too loud.

Demor:

“Hey man, what’s up?” I was secretly annoyed that my time was Elaina had been interrupted. But I would never let Leon know.

“Well?” He asked.

“Well what?” I was hoping to make this conversation short.

“Did you do it?”

“No, I’m not doing it on her birthday. I will get it done. You worry too much. Anything else?”

“No. I guess not.” I pressed the end button and walked back inside to Elaina.

Elaina:

When Demor came back into the room he was smiling. “Ready to get your ass kicked again?” He asked me, and I was. I liked losing. Everyone always let me win, but not him.

“So not nice!” We laughed and begun the game. At the end of our second turns I had 0 balls in, while he had just sunk his 8 ball.

“Well dear, I do believe the very first shot of the nice was beginner’s luck.” He took my hand and kissed it.

“I have no doubt that it was. Are we playing again?” I kind of wanted to go somewhere else.

“I don’t think so; let’s just go on to the second part of our date.” He held his arm formally. I giggled and held his hand instead. He shook his head and laughed silently as well. We walked back to the bar where Demor gave the bartender the keys to the pool room. When we got into the car Demor turned on the heat and turned off the music. “So you have a decision to make.”

“I do?” I asked.

“Yes, you do. Red or blue?” This question caught me completely off guard. He was so random and I was not used to that.

“Red.” I nodded.

“Good, me too.” Then he began driving away from the city.

“What exactly did I just choose?”

“You chose where we are going.” He shrugged.

“How does picking a color do that?” Maybe Demor was insane.

“Blue represents a place I know of. It’s okay, but the red place is much better.”

“Oh haha.”

We drove for about thirty more minutes, not really speaking. When we got to the “red” place I couldn’t see anything. By now it was about eight, already dark. “Demor…This is kind of creepy.” I told him when he helped me out of the car. “Where are we?”

“The forest, keep a hold on my hand and follow me.” He told me as we began walking through the trees.

“Why are we here?” I shivered.

“Because no one can hear you scream.” He told me in a dangerous voice that made my heart stop.

“W-what are you t-talking about?” I tried to pull my hand away from his but he held it firmly in his hand.

“Relax. I was joking.” He was smiling in the moonlight. He looked beautiful.

“Oh.” I let out a sigh of relief. We were quiet until we got to our destination, which happened to be a large cabin on a cliff.

“Well here we are.” He held his arms open to the cabin.

“Why are we here?” I questioned.

“I’m making a birthday dinner for you, and this place is nice. I mean, it’s not a big mansion, but it’s warm and quiet.” He told me when he opened the door. The place was modern when he turned on the lights. The furniture looked new, a fire was going, and the kitchen was very nice.

“That’s so nice of you.” I smiled at him, “Can I help?”

“No, but you can talk to me while I make it.” I laughed.

“Why can’t I help?”

“Because it’s your birthday dinner, and I highly doubt you’ve cooked a meal in your life.” He sat me down on one of the bars in the bright kitchen.

“I have too. I enjoy cooking.” He cocked his head to the side in disbelief.

“You surprise me.” He started cooking.

When he was finished cooking it smelled great. He made two salads, Rustic Pork Ragu (my favorite dish), and a cherry cheesecake for desert. The meal was fantastic, we laughed the whole time we ate. Even though I had known him for all of twenty-four hours I was comfortable with him. He was a great friend. He shocked me with everything he did. We were in his car again, driving back to my house. He had told me that he had one more surprise for me.

“Demor?” I asked him when we were sitting in my room.

“Yes dear?”

“Would you like to play a game?”

“Haha, sure. What kind of game?”

“A drinking game! We drink a bunch until we get drunk and then laugh at each other.” It was a stupid idea, but I had always wanted to do it.

“Okay, it’s your birthday.” I squealed and go the alcohol.

An hour later it was about 11:30, I think. We were both drunk off of our asses, lying on my bed, and watching a horror movie.

“He’s cute.” I giggled, pointing to the main guy on the television.

“Fuck him! I’m cuter!” Demor screamed, flipping off the television.

“Yes you are!” I told him, moving closer to him. Our bodies were touching.

“Kiss me crazy, baby!” He leaned forward and started making out with me. I giggled into the kiss and pulled him closer. The kiss became deeper as his tongue slipped into my mouth. Our hands were roaming all over each other’s bodies. I quickly took off his shirt and went back to kissing him. My fingers got lost in his hair. He broke the kiss to remove my shirt as well. I looked at his body and pulled him down hungrily. Before I knew it all of our clothes were off and we were grabbing each other. His lips left mine to trail down my body. He kissed me everywhere. I giggled more and brought him back up so I could steal his lips once more.

“Take me, sweet prince!” I screamed to him.

“It might hurt a little, cause you’re a vir-gin!” He said the last part mockingly.

“Do it!” Then I cried when he entered me. It felt like someone was ripping my body apart.

“I told you! God you’re so tight.” I giggled through my tears. He started moving more when I was silent. “Are you okay?” He whispered in my ear.

“Yes, go faster.” He did. He moved his body against mine as we kissed deeply. It began to feel amazing after a few minutes. We were both moaning into each other’s mouths. We did this until we both came. He pecked my lips and pulled me into his arms. I quickly fell asleep in his warmth.