WANTED (Grethan)

Three

Grayson Bailey

  My body felt weird, like I was floating in the water but i could feel the stillness of the room I was in. My eyes groggily opened, I was currently in a fetal position on a rather big bed. I looked around, my eyes adjusting to the rising sun raiding through the curtains.

  Nothing about this room looked familiar, confusion drowned me as I fought to remember the previous events. Memories of Ethan handing me the sprite came flooding back and I groaned, internally face palming myself.

   The door creaked open softly, a shirtless beauty walking into the room cautiously. "Good, you're awake" his raspy voice sounds making me gulp.

"Where am I?" I ask, my jaw clenched. I was more than pissed off, for some reason it never crossed my mind that he was a manipulative asshole that would drug me and take me to an unknown place. I knew he would kidnap me but I at least thought I'd find out where first.

    "Berlin, Germany. This is my home, or mansion per say, my gang, family, friends, and I live here. My turn. Did you kill Matthew Diamond?" Ethan got straight to it, no cutting around the bush as he fed me information, and now it was my turn.

   "Yes, I shot him with a Glock 67 after he threatened to rape my sister. Why am I here?" My heart beat increased at the thought of the situation, his words stuck to my brain like glue, he pissed me off so much I couldn't contain myself.

    "You're here because if I'm gonna get killed it's not gonna be by some undercover agent, a real man is gonna do it. What were your intentions with my gang and I?" My eyes immediately rolled and he growled making my knees weaken.

   "To kill you." I stated plainly, I was done answering questions so I decided to stop asking. Ethan chuckled darkly and climbed onto the bed, he got closer to me, practically hovering over my body as one of his knees was between my legs.

    His head dipped down, his hot breath hitting against my ear, my lip caught in between my teeth as he whispered; "I would love to see you try, baby boy".

   My knee jerked up into his crotch making him groan and fall off of me. I was quick to get on top of him, straddling his waist as I swung, my fist colliding with his jaw. Ethan was quick to react, grabbing onto my throat and slamming me down onto the mattress, my air way felt clogged as I struggled to breathe.

    Ethan panted hard, his teeth clenched so hard they looked as if they were going to break. "We all know you want me to fuck your brains out right here, right now so you won't kill me. I know you'll murder this dick though" Ethan growls and throws my neck back, letting me go.

   I sat up instantly and coughed, gasping for air as he slammed the door. My eyes followed and stared at the shut, glossy white door, I'm fucked.

       Ethan could of easily killed me if he had a weapon, or even with his bare hands. I need to be a lot more careful, there's something I need to know about him. His eyes held such lack of emotion it was terrifying, it was almost inhuman.

    I'm well aware he has no problem killing, but even when he's mad no true emotion was showing. No anger, he just seemed annoyed. He might be seriously messed up, but I could tell he was extremely interesting.
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Ethan Dolan

     My feet hit the bottom step and all eyes turned to me, Manny got up from the couch and marched over to me with a mad look on his face. Uh oh.

    "Dolan! Keep it in your pants for two seconds, would you? We have thin walls in this house and if I ever hear you use vulgar language like that again you're gonna get it, mister" he scolded, serious as a heart attack.

   I couldn't help but laugh, as did the others that were playing Call Of Duty on my PS4. "Yeah, you got it dude" I quoted Full House and patted his shoulder. I swiftly walked passed him and plopped down on the couch, propping my feet up on the coffee table.

    Manny rolled his eyes and walked away, heading for the kitchen. My thoughts traced back to Grayson and the line of events that just played out. The sexual tension up there was crazy, the way he bit his lip when I was pretty much threatening his life was actually pretty sexy, and the way his dick felt pressed up against my leg as I practically felt it pulse.

    Turns out I'm not the only crazy one in this house, he seemed like fun in bed. Maybe I won't kill him just yet, he'll be a nice game of mine.