Forty Minutes

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"It's a number pad, how do you plan to do this? You can't pick it since it's not that type of a lock." He starts interrogating me immediately, underestimating what I've learned from years of Google searches and Youtube videos.

"Oh, zip it already. Take the handcuffs off." I shove my cuffed wrists to him.

"No."

"Dude, I'm not going to break out into a sprint or some shit. Just do it." I huff and he rolls his eyes.

"Fine but only if you can find the key." He smirks.

"This dude... what is with him?" I say out loud and he raises a brow.

I stand directly in front of him and use my cuffed hands to smack his hat off again to which he jumps a bit, not expecting that lame shit again.

"Just checking incase the key was underneath." I smile and he's 0.5 seconds away from knocking my ass out.

He adjusts the cap, the hat now back on his head as he stares at me, pissed as fuck. I slowly lower myself until I'm on my knees directly in front of him and his eyes widen a tad as he swallows. One by one I go through each side and bottom pocket of his black cargo pants but none have it so I stand and start checking the front top pockets. I stare him in the eye as my hand feels around, accidentally grabbing something other than a key.

His breath hitches and a low sound from his throat grabs my attention.

"I didn't mean to do that but damn, it's big." I immediately take my hand out, slightly embarrassed.

"Maybe I'll just keep those cuffs on you so that I can- " He starts but I cut him off, flustered for one of the first times.

"Sorry, Mr. Criminal- no time! We need to get out of here before the guard comes to check on me. He comes once at night and once during the day." I inform, checking his other top pocket and then his back pockets, "Nice ass." I add, grinning and he sighs deeply as if his life source has been drained from him ever since he stepped through my door.

I perk up at the realization my big brain conjures up.

"You definitely just wanted me to feel you up, didn't you?" I narrow my eyes on him and he smirks, "Because if so, I would've gladly stayed on my knees longer to do something else instead!" I smile to the man who's becoming flustered, shockingly.

"How are you so bold with everything you say?" He cocks his head.

"I just don't give a fuck, babe." I wink and he changes the subject.

"What time does the guard come." He asks as I finally find the key which is hooked on a chain that's around his neck.

"2:00 AM." I smile and then my eye twitches as I whip my head to look at the clock that's in the wine cellar, "2:00 AM!" I say again and gasp as I read the time on the clock.

1:23 AM

"Fuck, we only have about forty minutes to crack this thing and get it all out of here." He whispers to himself.

"I need to pack some shit too! I'm about to run away from home!" It all sets in and the excitement courses through me.

The key that's hooked on the chain that I've been gripping this whole time stays tight in my hand as I pull him by it, the chain yanking him forward a bit as I walk fast.

"Let's go! Time to have some fun and get out of here!" I grin and he's practically clawing at my hand so that I stop pulling him with me like he's on a leash, now upstairs.

"This is fun, I like having control over you." I chuckle as we turn a corner, walking up the other set of stairs so that I can get what I need so I can crack the safe.

He grabs a fist full of my hair and yanks it back, my body hitting the front of his toned and much larger body as we stop abruptly. He lets go of my hair while my backside is still pressed against his body and his hand slides around my neck, gripping my jaw and tilting my head back so that I can't move.

"You can only control me because I let you. Remember who's stronger, babe. He mimics the nickname I had called him earlier.

"This is hot. I bet you're kinky, want to share kinks? There's actually this BDSM test we can take- " He sighs but I don't miss the light chuckle that leaves his lips as he lets go of me and shoves me forward a bit so that I stop rambling and keep walking.

Finally making it to my room, I grab a makeup brush, my translucent white looking setting powder and sanitation wipes so that I can carry out my plan.

Perfect















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i gotta pee

it's also 4:51 AM

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