My Brothers Best friend (REWRITTING)

13| I must of been naughty this year

Damon

I reluctantly opened my eyes, I blink then blink again. Streaks of sunlight penetrate the towering windows above me. Rock music was playing in the background despite it be the morning. I let out a groan feeling sore, my muscles ached and my body was sore from the hits I had taken. Suddenly my wrist began to feel sore too, I looked down and to my curious eyes, I was tied to a hair with Christmas lights. They had been corded around my limbs, binding my ankles and wrist behind my back. It was an absurd prettiness of color, given the situation. 

Infront of my direction the tying of the Christmas lights herself, walked toward me. She walked with a sway in her hips dressed in my button up shirt, I raised a brow looking at her tanned legs and assuming there was only her panties under it. Her hair was messy and a few bruises laid on her skin. "Finally your awake, I was getting bored." 

I chuckled shortly looking myself up and down, "This is uh-kinky. Perhaps you should start unwrapping this present, eh?"

Her brown eyes widen and she tilted her head with attitude. "I have you tied up to a chair with Christmas lights, and you're seriously finding this sexual? Your a disgusting man."

"Disgusting? no. Perverted? Most definitely babe." I scanned her up and down with a grin. "I admire the effort, but do you really think this will hold me?"

"Your a mafia leader, so probably not. Im not doubting you have a few tricks up your sleeve to get out, but they will have to do for now." She smirked, "With those murderous hands, I can't really trust you can I?"

I chuckled low, "These murderous hands were all over you last night, you didn't seem to mind then." I smirked to her shocked expression. 

"I swear to god I will hit you." 

I laughed. "Untie me right now, and maybe I won't kill you." She gulped, then let out a smile of confidence. 

"I love it when you talk dirty to me." She teased, circling around me and spinning around the large Pilars. "You see, you keep threatening to kill me... but Im beginning to doubt your commitment." 

"Darling if its not me, then its the people who work for me. Either way, you found out my secret which means I have to do something with you. I can't have you running around and threatening  to tell the FBI about this little situation now can I?"

"Lets make a deal then," She implied. My brow raised, now she was talking like a real mafia leader. 

She circled around so she was face to with me I must admit, I didn't like knowing she was the one in control now. "We go our separate ways, you go back to whatever illegal actives wait for you, and I go back to my regular life where a mafia leader isn't in it." She said harshly, "Will never speak of this incident again, like it never happened... like I never met you." She searched my face waiting for an answer, I clenched my jaw. 

"No."

"No? It a free out are you insane, what the hell do you mean no?" 

"Too easy." I said roughly to her now anxious eyes. "You'll come back with me. You can be a stripper at my bar, a housemaid, or simply just someone to play with when Im bored. I really don't give a fuck what you do along as your under my watch, my roof, my rules."

She scuffed, "In the case Id rather die."

"Suit yourself then princess." We both turned to the right hearing the sound of a engine pull into the driveway. I untied myself from the beautiful display of Christmas lights, her face lit up with shock and widened eyes. 

"But I-I..."

Truth was, I could of easily untied myself from the minute I noticed but I wanted her to feel like she actually did something. You know? make her think just maybe... she could actually keep a mafia leader hostage.