Elizabeth Alcazar finds herself in quite the predicament when a kidnapping changes her life. What happens when you start to realize that your enemy may not be so bad after all?
A/N – Okay, so MWF schedule. This will help me focus on the next fic so you don't have any interruptions (at least that is what I'm hoping for). this is a ficlet so will be under 10 chapters.
Chapter 1
Elizabeth's eyes blinked a few times as she tries to adjust to the light after being blindfolded. Realizing she's not alone, her gaze slowly shifts from one large man to another as she silently sized them up. "Why am I here?" She remembers them standing around her bed and fighting like a hellion as they tried to subdue her and then realizes that she must have done some damage as she recalls someone yelling out in pain which makes her smirk. The first man seems a little older, but handsome. The next was younger, borderline gorgeous and cocky, making her want to knock the smirk off his face, and the last one was a little chubby and maybe shy because he kept averting his eyes and turning a little red.
Her rather clipped question was lost on the men and Francis, Johnny, and Max don't even respond as they openly peruse her. Even in sweatpants and a tee shirt, she looks beautiful. Her tousled chocolate curls just beg to be wrapped around your fingers and those pouty lips…
The door slams open and everyone's attention goes to Jason. At six feet tall with muscles and attitude for days, his mere presence always demands attention even though he prefers to fall under the radar. Anger practically oozed out of his pores, but his face bore no reflection of his inner turmoil. One word came to Elizabeth's mind, fucking hot—okay that was two words, but who's counting?
"Hey boss," Max says.
"About time you showed up," Francis adds.
"Next time, do your own dirty work. She kicks hard," Johnny said as he rubbed the front of his leg.
His eyes swelled with amusement, but only briefly before his stony façade returned. "She's probably not even one hundred pounds soaking wet and you're bitching? Do me a favor and get lost."
They clear out and Liz gets her first close glimpse of her kidnapper and what a view it is. His jeans fit him just right, his muscle definition is swoon worthy, and that angular face and insanely blue eyes are totally on point. Too bad she is going to have to kill him.
Jason's mouth felt dry. The picture had not done her justice. She is beautiful with fiery blue eyes and the tone of her skin looked like porcelain begging to be touched. Her toe nail polish is fire engine red and he wonders why she had chose the color as his eyes traveled back up to meet her gaze.
"You done checking me out?"
"I don't know. Are you?" he answered, fully aware that she had done the same thing.
She shifted uncomfortably as he plopped into the chair that Max had vacated. "Why did you kidnap me?"
"Because, Elizabeth Isabella Alcazar, your father took my nephew."
"So this is tit for tat?"
"Precisely." It wasn't normal protocol to involve women and children, but since Lorenzo went there, so did he.
"How do you know?"
His eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"
"How do you know he took him?"
"We have a video."
"Maybe he is protecting him."
Jason rolled his eyes.
It wasn't usual for her dad to resort to such measures. "Has he contacted you?"
"No."
She muttered under her breath. Something stunk and she wasn't sure if it was her morning breath or the whole situation—maybe both. "How long are you going to hold me?"
"Until I get Michael back."
"I have a job; one I really like I might add." She had worked extremely hard to run her father's gallery and there is a show in a month and she still has a lot of work to do. Hopefully, Felix can handle things.
"I don't care."
If she could stab him with his light brown, spikey hair, she would gladly do it. "Am I going to be tied up the entire time?"
Her fiery attitude was doing him in, knowing from her angry expressions and clenched hands that she wants to hurt him. It isn't a far leap to assume that she is at least somewhat trained to protect herself and can probably shoot a gun. "You can't be trusted."
"What if I promised to be good?"
Her fake smile didn't fool him at all. "Is that even possible?"
"Asshole," she mutters. She is going to kill her father.
Johnny burst into the room. "He took Carly too."
"What the fuck!" Jason yelled as he jumped to his feet. "Watch her and don't untie her for any reason. She's the only leverage we have."
She watches Jason leave and then her gaze locks on her nemesis. "My feet are cold and I'm thirsty."
Johnny's head tilted. "If you think I'm going anywhere near your feet, then you're crazier than I already think you are."
Gleefully realizing he is the one she hurt, she tries not to smile in victory. "What? Did you expect me to just lay there and allow you take me without a fight?" Oh, he should be afraid of her, very afraid.
He opened a water bottle and held it to her mouth.
She took several sips and after the last one, she spat at him and he growled and threw the rest of the water at her, dousing her face.
Instead of yelling, Elizabeth fixed him with her stare. "Two pounds of pressure—that's all it would take."
He can't hide the surprise in his eyes. "You are certifiable. That goes both ways killer Barbie."
Liz started to giggle at the idea of her being a killer and a Barbie, making Johnny even more wary. Her sister Sarah, now that is a Barbie and God knows she had killed many a man's spirit with her vagina. Elizabeth never saw herself as the fem fatale type. She is an artist, not some vacuous bimbo.
Max came up behind him. "This is kind of creepy." Liz's laugh had gone from a cackle to nothing and then a sinister grin slowly eased onto her face.
"I'm waiting for her head to spin around."
Liz made sure to look extra evil. She is unnerving them and mental warfare is all she has in her arsenal of tricks since she is tied up. Lo and his brother had taught her how to fight, but she knew these men were experts and could easily hurt her if they wanted too—that certainly wouldn't stop her from trying. Jason will be harder to crack, but she had already decided to use her inner Sarah to seduce him. Her only chance is that men tend to think with their dicks. Even though Jason appeared to be the brains of the operation, there had to be someone else in the picture. The man is clearly an enforcer and not a Don. That she could tell from his clothes and heads of organizations have minions do their dirty work. There is no way in hell she is going to get through that brick wall with her kung fu moves even though her Uncle Luis had taught her well. She's going to need to create a distraction if she is going to make a run for it later. In her head, she told herself that she will play the role and get out of this situation before her conference call the next day as she tried to loosen the ropes on her wrists.
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Michael sized up the man in front of him. He knew him because his mother had been going back and forth between Lorenzo Alcazar and his dad for months. Something wasn't right. Lorenzo had told him to come with him to meet his mother, but she isn't here. "Where is my mom?"
"She's on her way."
"Why did you ask me to come?"
"Because you need each other."
Michael's eyes narrowed. "Did you kidnap us?"
"Um—well, I borrowed you and then told your mother to meet me so she would talk to me."
Michael smirked. "You are in such big trouble. If my Uncle Jason finds out…." He made a slash across his neck with his finger.
He stared at the red-headed boy who has a penchant for getting into trouble. "But I'm not going to hurt you."
"He doesn't know that."
Lorenzo made a face just as the door flew open.
"Michael!"
"Hey mom." He took a bite of the cookie Lorenzo had given him and began to munch and wait for his mother to explode—3—2—1.
"Lorenzo Alcazar! What is your problem?"
He smirked and admired her beauty as her hands found her hips. Her wind tousled hair begged to be grabbed and—she cleared her throat and he tried to re-focus. "You wouldn't talk to me."
"So you take my son?"
"I didn't hurt him."
"That's beside the point. Jason probably knows and is going crazy right now."
"Then call him and tell him you are fine. I just want you for two days."
She rolled her eyes and pulled out her phone. If he wasn't so damn hot, she'd shoot him right now.
Jason answered it after the first ring. "Carly? Are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
"Are you with Michael?"
"Yes. He's right here eating a cookie."
Jason scowled. "Where are you?"
"On a yacht. He just wants to talk to me."
"And he thought kidnapping your son was the answer?"
"I'm sorry. You know how he and Sonny get. He said he'll have us back in two days."
"And you trust him?"
Carly glared at Lorenzo. "Yeah."
"Let me talk to him."
She handed Lo the phone and grabbed a cookie for herself.
"Hello?"
"You pompous son of a bitch, Michael could have been hurt!"
"He is fine. I would never harm him."
"But you have no problem using him to get what you want."
Lorenzo stepped out onto the deck. "They are safe. I love her, Jason. I just needed her to see it."
Jason sighed, so tired of Sonny and Carly's personal drama. "When I thought you took Michael, I did something."
"I'm scared to ask. Is my house still there?" For the most part, the two organizations had managed not to get into a war, mainly because of Carly.
"Yes. I have your daughter."
He gripped a rail. "What? Is she hurt?"
"Now you know how we felt. No, she's not hurt. I don't go after woman and kids."
"Clearly that's a lie."
"Tit for tat, you took Michael, so I took your daughter."
"I want her returned now!"
"No."
Lorenzo gripped the railing. "What do you mean no?"
"When we get Carly and Michael back, you get Elizabeth back. Until then, the little spitfire is safe."
"If you harm one hair on her head…"
"Just get my nephew and Carly back here safe and you can have your daughter back, but for the foreseeable future, she stays with me."
Lo started to pace. Elizabeth is going to kill him. "Fine, but she has a conference call in the morning."
Jason rolled his eyes at the absurdity of the situation. "I'll let her make it. Just keep them safe."
"She means everything to me. I'm already turning the yacht around, but we're about a day and a half away." He had used a helicopter to fly Carly and Michael to him and was all out of favors.
"Fine."
Jason walked back into the room.
Their gaze met and she sighed in relief seeing him a little more relaxed. "When will he be here?"
"Two days."
"What!"
"Sorry, he's out at sea, but he's turning around."
"Unbelievable. Did he really kidnap Michael?"
"No. He took him to lure Carly in."
"Men are idiots," she muttered.
He moved closer and then to her surprise, picked her up.
"What are you doing?" He smelled manly and soapy, topped off with another scent that is uniquely him and it was intoxicating.
"I'm taking you some place safe. You'll be able to roam around because it's miles away from the nearest neighbor, but I can't let you go until they are back." Trust is not something he gives freely in these kinds of situations.
"Great… I need to make a call in the morning."
"I have a satellite phone."
"It's that remote?"
Jason nodded. He has a cabin upstate.
He kicked the door and Johnny opened it. "I'll be off the grid for two days. Lorenzo will return then. Don't tell Sonny anything because I think he's off his meds. If he asks, Carly went on a shopping trip to New York with Michael for a few days."
"He's gonna be pissed when he finds out the truth."
"I don't give a shit. I can't handle his level of crazy right now."
"Alright." He figured that Jason would go to the cabin. No one else knew about it.
"Later asshole," Liz said as Jason carried her down the hallway.
"I think she has your number, O'Brien."
"Whatever."
Max opened the door to the SUV. "See ya Suzy Sunshine."
"Bite me."
Jason buckled her in the back seat and then grabbed the keys from Max.
"There's some groceries in the back and some clothes for her, but no shoes, that way she can't escape."
Liz rolled her eyes.
"I threw in some chocolate."
Liz pursed her lips. Maybe she'd let him live.
Max shuddered when she grinned wickedly. "You sure you'll be alright with her?"
Jason glanced at Liz and shook his head. She reminds him of Michael when he's up to no good. That is never a good thing. "I'll be fine."
"It's your funeral."
Jason climbed behind the wheel and started to drive.
"How long?"
"Three hours."
She shut her eyes and tried to sleep, wanting to make sure she was ready if she needed to fight.
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The area around the cabin is spectacular and so green and vibrant. And true to his word, they are in a remote area and there is no way she could escape without shoes, but she will definitely make his life a living hell.
They pull into a driveway and a small cabin came into view. It is simple and she hoped that it at least has a shower.
Jason got out and unlocked the house before going to get her.
Neither had said a word to each other in a while. Jason mistook her complacency for cooperation, which was his first mistake.
He sat her on the couch and then freed her hands and then feet. A second later he was flat on his back, grabbing his crotch because she had kneed him. He couldn't even call out it hurt so bad and watched helplessly as she ran for the door and groaned. God, he wishes he could shoot her.
She made her way to the car and cursed when she found it locked. The gravel hurt her feet, so she hobbles towards the grass and then takes off, just clearing the woods when she hears a noise and then screams when she is suddenly swept off her feet and then pulled high into the air where she hovers precariously from a net. "Dammit!"
With her arms crossed defiantly in front of her, she watches as Jason stumbles out of the house and had a moment of regret for kicking him there and then scoffed when she thought about the fact that she had been freaking kidnapped. He deserved everything he got.
After noticing that she is trapped, he sits on the step and tries to will away the pain. Lately, he hadn't gotten to use his dick much, but he swore she had damaged him for life. Growling, he stood and then grimaced in pain again. Any attraction to her was buried along with his non-existent gonads. After a few minutes, he slowly made his way over to her and they stared for a long moment.
"You know what? I'm going to make some lunch. I'll come back for you later."
"What! You can't leave me here."
"Oh, I can. Your little stunt probably left me unable to have children, so your bratty ass can stay right where you are."
"You kidnapped me! Do you really think I'm going to be nice to you?"
"I could have left you in that room. The only reason I brought you up here was so you could roam around freely and be comfortable and not have to be around Dumb, Dumber, and Dumbest. It clearly was a mistake."
As she watched him walk away, tears sprang into her eyes, totally surprised that he had done this to be nice and she had ruined it. Damn him and his freaking gorgeous eyes. Maybe he was playing her and just trying to make her feel guilty. She closed her eyes and tried to relax. If making nice with the wall is necessary to get out this situation, then that's what she will do. Her stomach growled and she cursed him again. Normally, she wasn't this grumpy, but the situation had brought out her Lizzie side which is hard to rein in. Her dad owed her big time and she hopes that Carly Corinthos is worth it.
A/N - Let me know what you think!