I wish I owned them…lol but I don't everything belongs to Vince.

hey guys this is the rest of chapter 3 it didn't get downloaded the first time sorry for the inconveniance.

With that last statement Dave gripped her arm tightly propelling her out of the room.

"Hey! Trish? Where'd you go?" the laughing voice of Chris Jericho echoed out of the room as Dave pulled Trish to the elevator.

In shock that he had found her Trish found herself struggling to get away.

"Stop." Dave ordered softly.

"No!" Trish yelled trying unsuccessfully. Twisting around she tried to hit him but only succeeded in pushing herself closer to him.

Smiling grimly Dave took hold of her firmly. "If I were you I'd stop struggling now because if you don't your going to be hurting even more." He promised.

"Hurt?" Trish echoed.

He nodded grimly satisfied at the terrified look in her eyes. It served her right to be scared, after all, all morning he had been searching for her like crazy. When the elevator chimed the floor they were on Dave dragged Trish out and into their room. Trish began to struggle in earnest now as he tightened his grip and flipped her onto the bed.

Surprised Trish lay there wondering what the hell had happened to her getting hurt, when Dave caught her chin firmly and kissed her. His tongue snaked out and swept the inside of her mouth firmly, making her learn the taste of him. With a moan he let her mouth go and traveled down her neck. Ripping the shirt off he attacked one breast making her body stiffen in pleasure. Biting, nibbling and sucking he erased all her fears making her cry out for more.

Deciding he had, had enough fun she twisted over until she was on top. "My turn," she said seductively. Leaning down she bit down gently and trailed kissed from his mouth to his stomach. Straddling him she leaned down to whisper, "Wanna do something kinky?" she asked.

Barely able to register what she was saying he said, "Oh yeah."

Without a word Trish grabbed two of his ties tied one of his wrists firmly to the bedpost and with the other tie did the same thing. When she was positive he wasn't going anyway she giggled at the way he looked. This his huge guy tied up like some…some…sex slave, she thought.

Climbing out of the bed Trish slowly put her shirt on and smirking watched as it dawned on Dave what had just happened.

"Trish, stop. Get me out of here." He ordered.

Trish slowly shook her head teasingly. "I don't think so. Are you always this commanding?"

"Trish, I swear to God, if you leave me like this…" his threat trailed off.

"You'll what? Besides the maid comes in an hour, this hardly equals the kind of mortification you've put me through."

With that she grabbed her purse and with a wink left the room.

Canada—that night

Trish jumped into her bed and flicked on the TV trying not to picture the look on Dave's face when he had realized she had meant to leave him there. Stifling a giggle she snuggled into the bed and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Dave waited patiently for all the lights to go out in the big house. As soon as they did he walked around the house into the back door and walked up the stairs full of confidence Trish was going to pay for that…everyday for the next six months.

Opening the door to her bedroom he arrogantly sauntered in. Looking around he turned the TV off and slowly approached the bed. Deciding to surprise he ripped the bed sheets off the bed making her squeal in surprise.

Backing away her eyes huge she tried to appeal to the big man. "Look Dave, it was just a joke. I never would left you for long, I…"

She never got to finish the sentence as Dave gripped her wrists firmly and slammed them to the bed slamming his mouth firmly over hers in a punishment. Shoving his tongue down her throat he roughly trailed his hand making her whimper. Pushing her legs apart roughly he slammed inside her making he stiffen in surprise. Placing his hands on either side of her head he began to pump in and out before he came he reached down and started playing with her. Teasing her clit and making her tremble. Knowing she was going to cum shortly he allowed himself to release. Slumping over Trish he sleepily tightened his arms around her. When she made a move as though to leave he tightened his grip.

"One move out of the bed Trish, see what happens." He said with enough menace in his tone to make a seasoned killer wince.

"Fine." She grumbled settling back down.

Dave knew the instant she fell asleep. Looking down at her he sighed. She was proving to be a vixen no doubt about that. How do you tame a vixen? He wondered. With her body stretched against his he could barely breathe, he wanted her no doubt about it, but was there something else he was feeling?

Next Morning

Trish woke up to the smell of breakfast. Sniffing hungrily she clumsily found her robe and put it on before realizing all of what had happened last night. Ashamed Trish sat on the bed burring her head in her hands.

Oh God, she thought. After all he had put her through she still throbbed for him. Why though?

At that exact instant Dave's booming voice echoed through the house. "Trish! Are you up yet? I kind of made breakfast."

Trish found her voice, "Uhh Yeah. I'm coming." Trembling she put on her robe and went down the downstairs to the kitchen.

Dave greeted her with a warm smile. "Good Morning."

"Morning." She mumbled.

Dave watched her over his cup of coffee as she made a plate for herself deciding to tell her his plans. "I've been thinking about this," he searched for the right word.

"Situation?" Trish sneered.

"Right. As I see it you can either have these six months as a living hell, or enjoy them. Personally I'd rather you enjoy them but that's up to you. Now lately I've been thinking that we go together, kind of nicely."

Trish glared at him from across the table. "If you mean we fuck nicely, yes, we do." She said sweetly.

Dave felt his temper rising and held on to it firmly. "That's not what I meant and you know it." Getting up from the table he walked to the window where he controlled himself. "Trish, I need something and in exchange for that I'm willing to cut down the time you have to give me."

Trish glanced at him curiously. "How much time?" she asked.

"One month."

"No," Trish replied.

"You don't even know what I want, how can you say no?" Dave demanded.

"Because I can," she said snottily.

"Fine," Dave growled.

Reaching over he gripped her arm and held her firmly against him ignoring her struggles he held her head and kissed her backing her up against the table.

Authors rambling:

Ok so sorry about the last chapter but it wasn't my fault! I swear! This is the rest of chapter 3 because it didn't download this part! So it really wasn't THAT short! Lol my apologies! Also thank you for all the reviews! You guys know the drill please r/r! much love….

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