Alissa awoke in the morning to her phone ringing off the hook. She blearily opened her eyes, rolled over, and looked at her alarm clock. It was 8am. Not an unreasonable hour for a phone call, except that pretty much everyone Alissa knew knew she worked the night shift, and thus would never call her early in the morning like that. So who could possibly be calling her that consistently at an ungodly hour of the morning?
Groaning, Alissa turned over and looked at her phone. Oh shit. It was Jack Kang, the faction leader of Candor. Panicking, Alissa answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Good morning Alissa, sorry to bother you at such an early hour. I heard you might have some information about what occurred last night with the Dauntless and was hoping to debrief with you?"
"Oh sure, no problem sir," Alissa gulped.
"Excellent. Alissa, please tell me everything you know about what happened last night."
Alissa recounted the tale of events from last night, leaving out, of course, her own masturbatory fantasies of a certain Dauntless leader. She told Jack what room she had brought the Dauntless to. He thanked her and hung up. Sighing, Alissa rolled over onto her stomach and fell back asleep.
A few hours later, she awoke to what sounded like yelling in the hallway. While Candor had a reputation of being the "loudmouths" of the faction, most arguments were pretty lighthearted and civil, so this sort of heated argument was not commonplace here. Confused, Alissa got out of bed and opened up the door to see what was going on.
There, her eyes first paused on the delicious sight of that Dauntless man - Eric - in nothing more than a pair of tight boxer shorts, showing off his incredibly shredded muscles - Alissa swore she had never even known the human form could have that many muscles - and registered his equally impressive manhood. Blushing faintly, Alissa then diverted her eyes to the rest of the scene; the man, Eric, was yelling with Jack in the middle of the hallway. Well, not really yelling with Jack. Jack, true to form, was arguing his point in a very calm and collected manner, while Eric was blowing up at him.
Alissa tried to listen in on their conversation, whilst trying to stay hidden in the background of her doorway.
"I came here for answers, Jack! I'll be damned if I take my men around another fucking pointless 20 mile march all over the damn city for jackshit!"
"I understand that, Mr. Coulter, but Candor was not properly informed of and has not officially permitted your arrival. And especially given your...brash entrance the other evening, which, may I say, disturbed many of my faction's residents, we must ask you and your men to officially leave the premises while we as a faction convene to decide what our relationship with Dauntless will be in this matter."
"Look, I just came here for answers. I'll leave your damn faction as long as I can just get some information first."
"Unfortunately, Mr. Coulter, given the security risk you have clearly posed to me and my faction, I must first ask you to leave. I am happy to send over whatever documentation you wish to Dauntless' servers, but first you and your men must go."
By this point, Alissa had been slowly peeking her head more and more out of her bedroom door. Suddenly she saw Eric turn and look directly at her. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. She had been caught.
Eric turned to Jack and smirked. "Oh no, Jack. That's not enough. I need some sort of...guarantee that you'll provide us with the information. In fact, I think I'll take her-" here he dragged Alissa by the arm over to him "-as ransom."
Alissa, in shock, looked at Jack, who looked vaguely...disappointed? Alissa was having trouble concentrating, considering she found herself pressed up against Eric's rock solid chest. It was taking every ounce of focus and willpower in her body to keep her wildly raging hormones in check.
"Mr. Coulter, please, I'm sure we can work out an agreement," Jack pleaded.
"Sure we can," Eric said cockily, in a deep, threatening voice that caused Alissa to shiver. Eric must have noticed this, because his smirk grew even bigger as he puffed his chest out and pulled Alissa even closer to him, her cheeks now blushing a scarlet red that even Jack had to have noticed by now as she felt her underwear get wet. "The agreement is that my men and I will leave - with your young lady here - and as soon as you send the information we request over to Dauntless, we'll bring her back to you perfectly unharmed."
"Mr. Coulter, I cannot allow you to kidnap one of the members of my faction-"
"Oh really?" Eric interrupted, laughing. "I think, given last night, we both know that your faction's security is...less than stellar, to say the least. So what really makes you think you can stop me?"
Jack, cornered, pursed his lips. "I'm sorry," he mouthed to Alissa. With a deep and heavy sigh, he concluded, "Fine. I will get the information to you by Thursday evening. Please return her by Friday, and make sure she is unharmed and taken good care of."
Eric nodded sharply. "Don't worry, Jack," he grinned. "I'll make sure she's well taken care of," he said, a bit of heat in his voice as he wrapped his arms around Alissa. She inhaled sharply, eyes widening, feeling her panties grow even wetter at the unspoken lustful promises.