Prisoner
L POV I wake up the next morning to a knock on my door. "Babe, she's going crazy again." R complains through my door. "And she's demanding to see you." "I'll be out." I say, sounding gruff. We haven't even had this prisoner for twenty four hours and she's already caused so much trouble. She's almost escaped three times already. I had severely underestimated her capability. She was force to be reckoned with. I throw on some pants and a button up shirt. It was too late to cover myself now, she'd already seen me. I walk into her cell, irritated. "Can I help you?" She has one hand out of her trap and looks irritated. "Yeah, you can tell me what is going on." "You've been kidnapped." I say, retying the rope around here. She scuffs. "Yeah, I got that, what I'm having a hard time unders
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