Chapter 7. Who is this?

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A/N: Let's just hop right in.

Y/N POV

Ariana opened the door for me before I got the chance, "You're welcome, beloved", she grinned.

I cheekily smiled back at her and got out of Ariana's car.

"What's the plan for tonight?" I asked, taking her hand in mine. "Well, what if I planned this "kidnapping" already and have everything set up?" Ariana admitted, looking away in embarrassment.

When you and Ariana got into her house

"That's kinda weird that you already planned this out. Serialnapper much?" I giggled out.

She looked at me confused, "what the fuck is a serialnapper?" she inquired.

"You know a serial killer? Change that into a serial kidnapper, and serialnapper." I laughed, beckoning her to go ahead and fully walk me into her home.

"Close your eyes, Y/N. I'm going to guide you to our destination, come on.".

Ariana began walking me through the house while I couldn't see jack shit, meanwhile I'm wondering what she did for me.

"Open your eyes"

"Lara will soon be bringing our food

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"Lara will soon be bringing our food.", Ariana says, walking me to the mini kitchen table. "I decided to get a smaller table since it's just me and you, I can't stand being faraway from my precious Y/N," she responded dramatically.

She pulled out my chair and gestured me to sit.

"Oh, Ariana" I sighed, "thank you so much."

I watched her take her seat in front of me, nodding while doing that.

"Wine?" Another voice spoke. I looked beside me and saw Lara. For her to be a maid type of girl I wouldn't expect her to be so beautiful, usually they're older women, but I guess Ariana got lucky. I'm surprised she hasn't fucked her yet.

"No thank you, but do you have any sprite?" I asked Lara.

I listened to Ariana giggle as I turned to face her, "that's so childish," she chuckled, rolling her eyes at me.

I kicked her leg under the table, "shut up!" I laughed.

After dinner

Ariana dragged me to her personal theater before I could even protest, "Come on, we have to watch Aquaman!" She squealed.

"What? Is that even on dvd yet?" I contended. "Um, did you forget I'm rich? I can afford anything and everything, hopefully your heart is included" she said in a flirtatious way, walking me into her theater.

"Whatever" I retorted back, taking my seat.

Half way through to the movie

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