Intimate || Imagines & Unfinished Stories

001 On Hold | Stephen James

"This is her? Did you get her in her sleep, why is she dressed like this?"

"She was sleeping sir."

I laughed then placed my hand on her face through the sack they had over it. She flinched hard trying to get away.

"Take it off."
I stood back and placed my hands in my pockets awaiting her face

This girl that has been kidnapped by my request is the only family of Antonio, my old business partner and cold blooded snake.
He was being paid to set me up, he never got the chance to but he did accept the money.

The sack was taken off her head. Her eyes were piercing green and looking directly at me. She wasn't crying, which was odd.

"Thanks boys, that'll be all."

The room was emptied leaving just her and I. She kept staring at me, looking over my whole body taking in every detail. I just let her stare until she made it back up to my face.

"You aren't scared right now?"
I inquired before pulling a blade from my side. She didn't speak, she looked away from me and began looking at her surroundings.

I stepped closer to her until I was directly in front of her then grabbed her chin gently.

"You're not speaking to me?"

She stared at me again with those green eyes. Her skin was brown, her hair was dark, and her eyes were the greenest I've ever seen.

I then went behind her and cut her arms loose then her legs. She took off running into the house. She was absolutely tiny so she wouldn't get too far.

I let her run. There was no way she was going to get out of this house without someone catching her.
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After no one came to me with her in hand. I went to look for her, she had ran off a few hours ago.

I followed the way she had originally ran then up the stairs until I reached a room with the door locked. The key to almost every door is the same so I unlocked it.

She was sitting on the floor. The room was spotless.

"The bed works you know? You don't have to sit on the floor."
After not gaining a response again I continued.
"And the shower works, the clothes in the drawers work, the tv works, the food downstairs works. The whole house fucking works."

She looked at me.
"Aren't you going to kill me?"

I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Where'd you get that from?"

She looked away then went to the drawers and dug through them. That was my cue to leave the room, so I did.

I thought about killing her when she got here but now I'm second guessing that plan.
Let's see if she's useful first.

After a little while I heard footsteps on the stairs. I looked away from the tv to her. She was dressed differently and look better. She looked terrible when they first brought her in.

She went into the kitchen then opened the cabinet then I heard it close. I got up and walked into the kitchen to speak to her.

"Where'd they pick you up from?"

By this time I had changed into sleepwear.
She couldn't even make it to my face, she was stuck on my chest.

"Do you own a shirt? And underwear?"

"Ahh so you can talk."

"I spoke to you earlier."

I placed my hand on the counter, she looked over it then back up at me.

"You're Stephen James."
She backed up a few steps until she was away from me

"Are you scared?"

"Horrified. I've seen the things you've done to people."

"Did Antonio Tell you?"

"Who?"

"Antonio, your brother."

"Antonio is not my brother. He's my dads wife's son. I barely know him."

I stared her down while mentally kicking myself. She was useless, what information could she possibly give me on Antonio if everyone else is fucking dead.

"So you don't know Antonio?"

"I met him twice at Christmas."

I left the room without saying anything back. I was furious, the "insight" I had on Antonio was bullshit. I walked back into the kitchen quickly and threw the plate she had out onto the ground.

She yelped then stared at me.

"If you're lying to me, I'll kill you. Understand?"
After not receiving an answer I got really closer to her and backed her against the refrigerator.
"Do you understand?"

"Yes."
After speaking she pulled away then ran upstairs.