Crazy In Love {Clas Greve based fan fiction}

Home

It was a top of the line bunker. He'd made it seem to the contractors and workers that it was a safety bunker, made to withstand all weather, bombs, and was even a safe place to go in the case of home intruders. In fact, he even had a secret door in his bedroom that led to a staircase that led down to a hallway. The hallway led to a heavy three inch thick metal door that opened up to the bunker. And in the hallway, he had set up all sorts of monitoring screens wirelessly connected to microscopic cameras and microphones inside the bunker so he could monitor the inside without opening the door. He had to set up all that himself, as he had to be careful not to let the true intentions of the bunker slip. He could not raise suspicions.

Once the construction of the bunker was complete, he fully furnished it. It even had a bathroom built on to it, that he filled with all the toiletries a woman would need. He wanted her to feel at home. He wanted her to be comfortable. He wanted her to have everything she could possibly ever need. The bathroom even had a jacuzzi tub and a separate shower. He'd give her the best of the best.

Inside the main part of the bunker was a queen size bed fitted with the most comfortable bedding money could buy. A entertainment system with a large new flatscreen television sat against the wall in front of the bed, and next to that sat a desk for her. There was a large dresser that he filled with clothes he thought she'd like, a massive bookshelf that he filled with all the books he thought she'd enjoy, and in one corner of the bunker he even put a treadmill and other workout and yoga equipment so she could still get physical activity while underground. There was even a mini fridge with a microwave on top, so she could have some food and cold drinks at her disposal. She would, after all, be spending all of her time in the bunker until he could trust she wouldn't leave him. He would go to any length to ensure she didn't leave him once he had her.

The walls were entirely soundproof, and the doors were made of massive three inch thick steel, with a layer of soundproofing material in the center. He had the doors fitted with manual locks as well as electronic. He even set up a facial recognition device. And on the day he'd be "bringing her home" as he called it, he made sure everything was in order. He made sure everything was in it's place. He'd woken up two hours early before he had to leave for work just to make sure.

He tested all the locks and video cameras and monitors, and he made sure everything was put away and ready for her. He even went down the checklist of things she'd need, just to make sure she had everything. And he was sure to make sure the retractable restraints worked properly.The restraints would attach to her wrists and even her ankles if he needed so. He could control the length remotely and wouldn't even need to be in the room to do so. If he wanted to limit her distance to the bed all he'd had to do is have the restraints retract in to the wall, and she wouldn't be able to move passed the bed, or even get off the bed if he shortened them enough.

 If he didn't want her going in to the bathroom, he could shorten the length just enough so that she couldn't walk further than the doorway of the bathroom. It was just a added measure of protection, to ensure she couldn't escape as well as a way to control her. If she was good, he'd allow her to have access to the entire room. If not, he'd restrict her area. He could also have the retractable restraints taken off, and would switch them to wireless shock restraints once she earned his trust. Those would be wireless devices she'd wear around her ankles at all times. which looked like smaller, thinner ankle monitors one wears while on house arrest, and he could set the allowed perimeter which would stop one foot before the exit doors so she couldn't run past him when they were open. If she ever passed that point, she'd be shocked. This would also allow him to take her out of the bunker, and possibly even outside. He'd set up perimeters all over the house and his property. If she somehow got passed the perimeter he could enable at his doors and windows, every one hundred feet was a invisible perimeter. And with each perimeter the intensity of the shock would increase significantly.