Plan B [UNDER EDITING]

3 - everyone, this is ashley

My eyes widened and I let out a muffled scream. I was pulling as hard as I could at the restraints, I could feel them burning and cutting my wrists. My body was moving so much I probably looked like I was having a seizure. He glared down at me, although his face also held amusement.

"Either you calm down now, or I'll make you"

I stopped moving at his words. Usually I wouldn't be so defenceless, but I knew what he was capable of, and I did not want to be dragged into it. At least no more then I had to.

He moved his hand to the side of my face, brushing the back of his finger down my cheekbone.

"So... so beautiful" he mumbled "And now you're all mine"

I let a few tears slip. I tried to say something, but remembered the tape on my mouth.

"If I take this off, do you promise not to scream?" He asked. I nodded my head vigorously. He laughed before pulling the tape away from my mouth, being surprisingly gentle.

"Why am I here?" I asked, still glaring at him. He smiled at my question, as if he was hoping I'd ask.

"I need someone by my side. As the leader of the mafia, I need someone who will stay at home, cook me dinner and clean the house. It's hard hiring staff that can actually keep their mouth shut. From the second I saw you a couple of months ago, I knew you were the person I needed. Someone whos strong, but not strong enough to defy me. Someone who's amazingly stunning, and someone who can act like a leader. I found out everything I could about you. Parents live in England and you have minimal contact with them, kind of a loner, no offence, born on the 25th of March at 3:17 pm, had a pet dog called snuffles when you were 7, terrible name by the way, college student studying architecture, you even had your dream house built. Need I continue?" He asked. I stayed still, my mind not being able to process this all at once. He growled slightly. Calm down Wolfy.

"Answer me"

I shook my head. He smirked

"Good girl. Now come on, there's some people I want you to meet"

He untied the ropes from the bed, but put a handcuff around my wrist, clamping the other side to his. I looked down and saw my wrists raw from the ropes. Asshole didn't even ask if I needed bandages for them. We walked out of the tiny room and out into a corridor. There were about four rooms and an elevator at the end.

We walked into the elevator, Calum pressing a sequence of numbers on the keypad next to the door before they actually closed.

When the doors opened again, everything looked a lot more pleasant. There were polished wooden floors and chandeliers that hung high in the ceiling. The walls were painted a beige colour and there was a red rug on the floor.

I could hear faint talking, which got louder the longer we were walking. We stopped in-front of a large oak door that had a plaque on the front saying "games room" in silver letters.

He pushed the door open, revealing two guys sitting on the couch playing a game, it looked like halo, and one guy sitting on a bar counter a practically empty pizza box next to him. Calum cleared his throat, getting their attention. They saw it was him and immediately paused their game, the other guy putting down his pizza. He really is like a dog with its little pack.

"Everyone, this is Ashley. Ashley, this is Luke Hemmings, Michael Clifford and Ashton Irwin." He said while pointing to each of the boys.

The boy closest to me, Michael I think his name was, waved at me. He had long hair that was bleached out blonde, and a black hoodie on. There was a small silver stud in his eyebrow and his eyes were an emerald green. I didn't reply and moved on to the next guy.