Dean had just turned off the engine when he heard the sound of his phone. Without leaving the car he looked at it to see a text from Alexa.
"S.O.S. She won't buy anything or even have lunch. She claims she's not hungry." She wrote.
"Well, make her." He texted back.
"How? Put a tube down her throat and force feed her?" She texted.
He let out a small laugh when the image of that crossed his mind.
"Where are you? I'm coming as backup." He texted.
As soon as Alexa answered, he started the car again.
"Ladies," he said as he found them and put an arm around each of their necks.
"How did you..." Sadie started but the smirks shared between Dean and Alexa gave her the answer to the question she was just about to ask.
"I'm taking you both to lunch. Such beautiful ladies should always be shown a good time," he said.
He sure was working his charm and it earned him a smile from Sadie which he immetiately returned with one of his own. Shortly after they sat at a little place looking through the menu.
"What would you like?" He asked.
She didn't like mooching off him.
"A salad and water," she answered.
"No!" He said in a sharp voice.
Her eyes flew up from the menu and towards him. He didn't look angry though so she relaxed.
"Alexa told me all about what a bad girl you've been so far. I told you to buy whatever you want," he said.
"But I don't want anything," she said.
"Bullshit. Now I'm not gonna sit here and watch you starve. You order some real food and after that, I'm going with you to make sure you spend some of my money," he said with a smile.
"But I don't like for you to spend your money on me," she said.
"See it as payment. The fans loved that I dragged you over the barricade yesterday and basically kidnapped you. You're here by hired to be my personal victim at each show," he said with a chuckle.
Her entire face lit up and it made him feel warm inside. This was the effect he wanted to have on her. To see her happy and carefree was the best feeling in the world.
"So I'm asking you again. What would you like?" He asked.
"The pepper steak and a pepsi max," she answered.
After lunch he went out shopping with them. She was a tough one to crack but eventually he got her to try on stuff and he bought some of it for her. She was holding back and he only pushed a little but he refushed to let her go home completely emptyhanded.
She yawned and dumped down on the couch as soon as they were back home.
"So this whole victim gimmick. What exactly do I have to do?" She asked.
He dumped down next to her and took her hand.
"Dress like you've always done so you can blend in with all the ring rats. Act scared when I grab you. Let me do whatever I want. And don't be scared for real. I might be a bit rough from time to time but I assure you it's just for show. I won't hurt you for real," he answered.
"Don't worry about it. I can take a bit of pain. You're gonna tug my hair and stuff like that?" She asked.
"If I'm allowed to, then yes," he answered.
"You are," she said as she laced her fingers with his.
He looked down at their hands. Her hand was so small compared to his. He looked at her face again as he heard her breathing slow down. She had fallen asleep. He lifted his free hand and ran it through her hair.
"You're so beautiful. It's a shame you don't know that," he whispered before leaning in to kiss her forehead. "So incredible beautiful."
He moved his head down and gently placed a soft kiss on her lips. How he wanted to give her more, just hold her so tight that she could barely breathe while attacking her entire mouth with his lips and tongue, but he knew he could never do that. She didn't deserve that. Instead he stole that one little kiss from her in her sleep while he secretly dreamed of more.