A/N: This is my new name, I am sorry for the confusion.
Chapter Nine
Jason opened the door for Emily and led her in the penthouse. He could tell in the look in her eyes that she didn't approve but he needed her to do this. He knew that Sonny would carry out his plan if he did not get him some pictures soon.
"Jason I know your holding this woman for a reason but why in gods name do I have to make her look like you beat her up," or Elizabeth she added silently. He looked at her; he loved his sister more then anything and he knew she would do this for him. Knew that she would not tell any one. He trusted her do to do this when he trusted no one else.
"Sonny wants to rough her up, I can't let him do that Em. If I take pictures after you add the make-up he won't do it," he told her. He open the door to Courtney's room and saw her laying down on the bed with just a pair of short pajama shorts and tank tops. He felt all the blood rush down to his manhood and his head get light. 'Dammit what in the fuck is she doing to me,' he thought. Staring at her.
~*~
Whoa this girl looked to be about her age, but she had long blonde hair and curves. She liked the girl instantly. It would be hard to make her looked roughed up or Elizabeth, her one time friend. She went over to her, as the girl sat up. "Hello I am Emily, you own make-up artist today," Em said on a laugh and shook the girl's hand when she stretched it out.
"Hi, I'm Courtney," she said with a shy smile, looking at the young women.
~*~
Emily? Who was she, another one of my kidnappers, she seemed to have a lot of them? She had a case with her; it looked like a suitcase almost. It was black, square like with metal on the sides. Lord she could only guess what was in there. And what had she meant by make-up artist. When she felt the lady stretch out he hand she shook it. Maybe she wouldn't be so bad, this girl Emily.
"So why do I need a make-up artist, am I not pleasing Jason," she walked up to Jason and put her arms around his neck, making little pout with her lips. 'Well here goes phase one of plan, make him want me so bad he won't be able to think straight,' she said to herself. She felt the eyes of the other woman's eyes on her. Was he taken by her, she had a wedding ring on. Were they married? For some reason, she doubted it.
"No, no," he cleared his voice. So it was working, she felt his member against her thigh and she smiled. 'Damn I am good,' she said to herself. "It's just that sonny wants to send pictures to your father of you roughed up," he told her. She took her arms from around his neck. Then stepped back.
"You want to do what, I will not do that. That will worry daddy so much. I will not do it you fucking bastard," forget the plan. There was know way in hell I was going to get roughed up and send pictures to my father. He will worry to much, he will risk his own life to get me back. Jason would have to think of some other way.
~*~
"Hello little brother," Sonny said into the phone. He was going to need this guy, no matter what he did to his wife. He knew how to make people suffer, he knew that he was sick enough to take on this case.
"Sonny?" he asked. God the man was dense, of course it was Sonny. Such a dumb man but he could get the job done so he would have to be nice to him.
"Yeah it's me, look I need that favor you owe me," he told him. He hopped Ric still had the house. It would come in handy,
"Sonny if its......" Ric stalled.
"Shut up, you owe me dammit, I have this woman I kidnapped and I need some one to watch her. Jason can't do it, he got to many feelings. You can't feel so you'll be perfect," he told him. Which was true he was a unfeeling bastard and if he could do this to Carly, he could do it anyone.
"I see, well um.....i guess I can do it Sonny just promise me I won't get in trouble, I think I might have a chance with Elizabeth," he told his brother. Good he would do it and that means that Jason would better off with nothing to worry and he could focus on getting Carly back.
"Good, be here tomorrow night around 3 AM, okay?" he told his brother, hanging up, not waiting for his brother to confirm, if or not he would n be here or not. 'So now this little bitch will suffer, just like Carly is,' Sonny thought to himself.
~*~
Jason heard his cell ring as he looked at Courtney, she had a fierce look on her face and if she had a sharp object in her hand he might be worry. He picked up on the phone and heard the one voice that had always been able to calm him down. "Is that you Carly," he asked.
"Yeah Jason its me and I need a favor," she asked. At this moment, he would give her anything.
"What, what do you need," he next words surprised him.
"It not for me really, it's for Lorenzo. How is Courtney."
A/N: Sorry it took so long to get out but stuff kept coming up. I hoped you liked it. I think I know where I want to go with this stories but I am always opened to ideas, for any story I am writing. Please review. Love Ashley.
Chapter Nine
Jason opened the door for Emily and led her in the penthouse. He could tell in the look in her eyes that she didn't approve but he needed her to do this. He knew that Sonny would carry out his plan if he did not get him some pictures soon.
"Jason I know your holding this woman for a reason but why in gods name do I have to make her look like you beat her up," or Elizabeth she added silently. He looked at her; he loved his sister more then anything and he knew she would do this for him. Knew that she would not tell any one. He trusted her do to do this when he trusted no one else.
"Sonny wants to rough her up, I can't let him do that Em. If I take pictures after you add the make-up he won't do it," he told her. He open the door to Courtney's room and saw her laying down on the bed with just a pair of short pajama shorts and tank tops. He felt all the blood rush down to his manhood and his head get light. 'Dammit what in the fuck is she doing to me,' he thought. Staring at her.
~*~
Whoa this girl looked to be about her age, but she had long blonde hair and curves. She liked the girl instantly. It would be hard to make her looked roughed up or Elizabeth, her one time friend. She went over to her, as the girl sat up. "Hello I am Emily, you own make-up artist today," Em said on a laugh and shook the girl's hand when she stretched it out.
"Hi, I'm Courtney," she said with a shy smile, looking at the young women.
~*~
Emily? Who was she, another one of my kidnappers, she seemed to have a lot of them? She had a case with her; it looked like a suitcase almost. It was black, square like with metal on the sides. Lord she could only guess what was in there. And what had she meant by make-up artist. When she felt the lady stretch out he hand she shook it. Maybe she wouldn't be so bad, this girl Emily.
"So why do I need a make-up artist, am I not pleasing Jason," she walked up to Jason and put her arms around his neck, making little pout with her lips. 'Well here goes phase one of plan, make him want me so bad he won't be able to think straight,' she said to herself. She felt the eyes of the other woman's eyes on her. Was he taken by her, she had a wedding ring on. Were they married? For some reason, she doubted it.
"No, no," he cleared his voice. So it was working, she felt his member against her thigh and she smiled. 'Damn I am good,' she said to herself. "It's just that sonny wants to send pictures to your father of you roughed up," he told her. She took her arms from around his neck. Then stepped back.
"You want to do what, I will not do that. That will worry daddy so much. I will not do it you fucking bastard," forget the plan. There was know way in hell I was going to get roughed up and send pictures to my father. He will worry to much, he will risk his own life to get me back. Jason would have to think of some other way.
~*~
"Hello little brother," Sonny said into the phone. He was going to need this guy, no matter what he did to his wife. He knew how to make people suffer, he knew that he was sick enough to take on this case.
"Sonny?" he asked. God the man was dense, of course it was Sonny. Such a dumb man but he could get the job done so he would have to be nice to him.
"Yeah it's me, look I need that favor you owe me," he told him. He hopped Ric still had the house. It would come in handy,
"Sonny if its......" Ric stalled.
"Shut up, you owe me dammit, I have this woman I kidnapped and I need some one to watch her. Jason can't do it, he got to many feelings. You can't feel so you'll be perfect," he told him. Which was true he was a unfeeling bastard and if he could do this to Carly, he could do it anyone.
"I see, well um.....i guess I can do it Sonny just promise me I won't get in trouble, I think I might have a chance with Elizabeth," he told his brother. Good he would do it and that means that Jason would better off with nothing to worry and he could focus on getting Carly back.
"Good, be here tomorrow night around 3 AM, okay?" he told his brother, hanging up, not waiting for his brother to confirm, if or not he would n be here or not. 'So now this little bitch will suffer, just like Carly is,' Sonny thought to himself.
~*~
Jason heard his cell ring as he looked at Courtney, she had a fierce look on her face and if she had a sharp object in her hand he might be worry. He picked up on the phone and heard the one voice that had always been able to calm him down. "Is that you Carly," he asked.
"Yeah Jason its me and I need a favor," she asked. At this moment, he would give her anything.
"What, what do you need," he next words surprised him.
"It not for me really, it's for Lorenzo. How is Courtney."
A/N: Sorry it took so long to get out but stuff kept coming up. I hoped you liked it. I think I know where I want to go with this stories but I am always opened to ideas, for any story I am writing. Please review. Love Ashley.