Sorry for the long wait, I've had the worst writers block!

Songs for this chapter:

Hive ~ Earl Sweatshirt

And

Chum ~ Earl Sweatshirt

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Stef's POV

"Your making it really hard for me not to fuck you on this desk right now." Dom speaks in a low voice.

I giggle shifting in his lap.

"What?"

I just came into his office to see what he was doing.

"Your literally sitting on my cock and I'm hard as fuck." He whines in a sexually frustrated kind of way.

"Sorry."

I bite my lip.

"Your just too god damn sexy." He whispers before planting a warm kiss on my sweet spot.

I can't help the tiny moan that leaves my lips.

His hand slips around my waist and into the front of my shorts.

"Well it looks like you've got a lot of work to do so I'm gonna go...um do something." I try to pull myself up but his grip is firm.

"Don't leave me." He pleads.

I sigh and sit back down.

He kisses me on my cheek.

"So what is all this anyway?" I say motioning to all of the paperwork on his desk.

"Believe it or not these are letters to Santa."

He holds up a stack of the papers.

I take one and start reading.

"Jasmine says hi Santa and she wants the barbie beach house with the pink Malibu sports car."

Dom laughs before reading another letter.

"Cameron says he's only been naughty two times this year but he really wants a football." I look at more of the letters remembering how I used to say some of the same things.

"What do you want for Christmas?" Dom asks wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my bare shoulder.

"Um...I already have what I want."

"And what's that?" He looks into my eyes.

I try my hardest to keep a straight face.

"A life size ken doll." I can't contain it, i burst into tears and laughter.

Dom remains silent with this look on his face.

"I don't look like a fucking ken doll."

"Your right, the ken doll has better style." I stand up still laughing.

I wipe a tear from my eye.

"You have five seconds to run." Dom says standing up.

I take off out the door knowing this game all to well.

"One!...two!..." He starts the count while I start up the steps.

"Dom I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" I call back.

"Three!...four!..." He continues.

I push myself up the steps, down the hallway, and into our room as fast as I can.

"Five!..." He's coming.

I lightly close the door behind me then crawl under the bed. He'll never find me here.

In less than ten seconds the door flies open and I watch as Dom walks in looking for me.

I cover my mouth trying to silence my heavy breathing.

"Where are you Stef?" He whispers.

His feet travel to the bathroom.

A small giggle leaves my lips and before I know it he climbs on top of the bed. I slide over to the right side of the bed to see what he was doing up there.

"Gotcha."

I turn my head around to see him looking dead at me.

I try to crawl out but he has both of my ankles in his hands.

"Im sorry Dom!" I try but he pulls me out from under the bed.

"You just had to call me a ken doll..."

He rolls me over on my back and practically sits on top of me.

"It was funny." I whine and wiggle.

He pushes up the tank top I'm wearing.

"No, no, no Dom please."

Before I can beg anymore his hands are at my sides ticking me.

"I can't breath Dom!" I honestly can't breath from laughing so much.

"Say your sorry." Dom continues ticking me.

Tears are flowing from my eyes and I'm pretty sure I'm snorting.

"I said sorry already!"

"I want to hear it again." He giggles.

"I'm sorry!"

"For?" He sounds like my dad.

"For calling you a ken doll."

It's still funny.

"And?" What more is there?

"Oh and for saying ken dolls have better style than you. Can you please stop now, I'm going to burst any second."

Thankfully he lets up, but I can't stop laughing.

"I stopped ticking you?"

I nod still laughing.

"Then why are you still laughing?" He's laughing too now.

"I...I don't know. Can you help me up."

He stands up over me with an arm stretched out to pull me up.

"I don't think I can get up..." I pout.

"Take my hand weirdo."

I take his hand.

"Your so weird." He chuckles lifting me up onto the bed.

"Hey, your weird too."

I poke his belly button.

"Ouch, that hurt." He winces before falling on the bed landing on his back.

"Im sorry Dom, I didn't mean it."

I bite my nail.

All I did was poke his belly button. Not even hard.

"I was kidding Stef." He says taking my hand.

"That's not nice." I tell him as I lay down.

"I know. I'm sorry, but calling me a ken doll isn't nice either."

"Im sorry too."

He rolls over on top of me.

"Makeup sex?" He smirks.

I cover my face as it turns red.

"Don't hide from me."

He pulls my hands down and softly presses his lips to mine. I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him closer.

He sides one hand into my shorts and past my underwear. I moan just a little bit.

Pulling back from the kiss I straddle him.

"Your killing me." He says biting his lip.

"Why am I killing you?"

Is he saying that I'm i too heavy.

"Your just so perfect, in every way." He rests his hands on my hips.

I blush a little.

"I'm not perfect."

"Well you are to..." He stops.

"What's wrong?"

"Someone's outside the door." He Whispers sitting up.

"Who max?"

He shakes his head.

"I'll be right back." Dom gets out of the bed but as soon as he takes a step toward the door two men bust in. Both carrying weird looking guns.

"Who the hell are you?" Dom growls in full alpha mode.

The man on the left points his gun at me the other at Dom.

"You need to come with us." The guy pointing the gun at Dom speaks.

"I don't think so." Dom scoffs.

"Why?" I ask.

"You'll find out why soon enough." The other guys says.

"Stop pointing that gun at her!" Like lightening Dom grabs the front of his gun.

"Let go of the gun or else I shoot her." Now the other guy points his gun at me.

Oddly enough I'm not so much worried about the guns, I'm worried about why they're here, and what they want.

I haven't forgotten about mikes vision or the games Zek likes to play.

Dom let's go of the gun.

Slowly, I get up to move closer to Dom.

As I take another step there's a quick pinch on my arm. I look down to see this red dart looking needle shot into me. Then I look up and see the guy pointing his gun at me releasing the trigger. He shot me...

Instantly my body becomes heavy and the next thing I know I'm laying in the floor.

Panic washes over me then everything goes black.

Why am I always the one that has too pass out?

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"Oh man, what happened?" When I open my eyes I'm sitting, looking down at the my feet and my head is pounding.

I try to pull my arms up but their tied together behind my back.

"What the hell..."

"Stef, baby I need you to wake up." His voice calls my name.

"Dom?" Slowly I lift my head.

When everything around me comes into vision I want to cry. I do cry.

There are two ropes holding Dom's wrists as he dangles from the ceiling. Looking at his body, I see the huge gashes all over his bare stomach and chest.

He's bleeding so badly.

"Stef listen to me, I need you to get yourself out of that chair and get me down so we can get out of here." Even broken he still looks beautiful. He's sweating and his hair has fallen over his eyes.

"Stef can you do that for me?"

"I can do it." I take a deep breath and pull myself together.

Using my hands as best I can I feel the rope around me to see if I can cut through it.

It feels just like string. I close my eyes trying to generate enough strength to pull my claws out.

"Got it!" I whisper yell using my claw to cut the rope.

"I'm out Dom, I'm out. Tell me what to do now." I stand to my feet.

He breathes a few times.

"You need to find something sharp like a knife to cut these ropes."

I do as told and start looking for something sharp.

There's so many tables in here with tons of guns, whips, and weapons piled on top of them.

Something sharp.

I move guns and more guns out of the way in search for something that can cut Dom down.

Finally I spot a gun with a thin knife attached to the top. I grab the whole thing and stumble over to Dom.

How do I get up there?

"The chair." Dom says reading my mind.

I run back and drag the chair right beside Dom. Even with the extra height I have to stand on my tippy toes to reach the rope.

As I start cutting the rope I see all the gashes up close. In some areas I can tell he was hit more then once or twice. I don't stop the little tears that start to fall.

With some force I cut through the rope on his left wrist. Then move to the other.

"Don't cry Stef." He speaks as I begin cutting.

I can't look at him. If I do I'll just cry even more.

"You ready? I ask him so he can brace himself for the fall that's beneath him.

He nods.

I push the blade up and the rope is cut.

Immediately Dom drops. He land sort of on his feet but then he tips over and falls to the ground.

I'm by his side in seconds.

"Dom, Dom we have to get of here!"

I wrap his arm around me to help him stand.

"Do you know how to get out of here?"

"Go straight."

After awhile Dom had lead us out of this hell hole.

Luckily Dom had his phone in his pocket or else we'd be walking home in the snow.

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Special POV

"You want me to go after them boss?"

"No let them go we'll see Alpha Dom again soon enough. He knows what he's got coming."

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That's chapter 31! Let me know who you think is speaking in the special POV. Once again I apologize for the long wait it took forever to come up with something for this chapter.

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