Emily's POV

Waking up the next day was the best thing I had done all week. It was saturday, so I didn't have to go to work today. The memories of yesturday night invaded my mind, but I pushed them aside not wanting to be negative in the morning. Making myself a hot cup of coffee, I made my way towards the couch in the living room and turned on the TV. Nothing interesting was going on, so I decided to take a short shower and go shopping since it normally took my mind off things. Stripping off, I hopped under the shower, letting the water drown all my worries. Soon enough, I came out and got dressed in a casual pair of jeans and a pink crop top. I made my way back downstairs and picked my black bag from the counter and walked towards my door. Just as I pulled it open, I felt a cold liquid being smothered around my face, and before I knew it, darkness took over.

I woke up to the sound of men talking. Struggling to open my eyes, I finally forced them open sinking in the view in front of me. I was in a dark metalic room, with silver walls and a hard silver door at the end. There was a metallic table in the centre with a couple of chairs tucked underneath. A single white light dangled from the ceiling. It almost like a prison cell, except this was far worse.

I started panicking when I realised that not only was I in a place I didn't recognise, but I was tied to a chair with tight chains. I started flailing around with the chains in the hope that it would open, but it was no use. It only made bruises form on my hands making me squeal in pain. Not knowing what do to I did the stupidest thing ever.

"Hey! What the hell is this? Where the hell am I?" I screamed; still messing with my chains. Instantly, a figure emerged from the door. If I wasn't chained to a chair by this guy, I would have said he was hot. He had light brown hair that was sticking in all directions; making him look even more attractive. His bright blue eyes captured mine immediatley. A smirk was drawn on his lips.

"Well hello there gorgoeous." He said casually leaning against the door.

"Hello? That's all you have to say? What do you want from me?" He moved from his position so now he was sitting right in front of me.

"Well I can think of a lot of things I would like from you." He replied, his smirk growing bigger. Pervert.

Before I could answer, another figure enetered the room cutting me off. He had light blonde hair, and sparkling blue eyes. He was broad and musculated just as well as kidnapper 1.

"Dude Adam, do you seriousley have to flirt with everyone?" He said with a strong australian accent to my first kidnapper, Adam. Even if I hate to admit it, the accent was hot.

"Oh come on Jack, admit it, she's hot. Just because you are an oldie doesn't mean I can't have some fun." Adam said shrugging at kidnapper 2, Jack.

"Shut up mate, I am not an oldie." Jack said, taking a seat next to Adam. Then I remembered. These were the guys from last night.

"What do you want from me?" I croaked, my voice barely coming out as I looked at them. Immediatley, a third memeber entered through the door. He looked a bit older, he also, had brown hair and blue eyes; much like Adam. But he wasn't as broad as Adam and Jack.

"You, my friend, are here to keep your mouth shut. You shouldn't have seen what you saw yesturday." He said.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Oh trust me, you don't want to know." Kidnapper 3 said. I rolled my eyes in frustration as anger boiled within me.

"Look, I don't care who you are. I know what you did yesturday and I promise not to tell anyone. Can I please go?" I asked him with pleading eyes.

"Woah there, it' s not that easy. Besides, it's not my decision anyways." What's his face replied shrugging, leaving me confused.

"Then whose is it?" I questioned with furrowed eyebrows. Then, another deep, husky voice echoed through the room sending shivers down my spine.

"Mine." He said walking in. I froze. I knew him. He was the guy from the elevator. The greek god who I couldn't take my eyes off. The hottest guy on the planet. His magnetising green eyes bored into my own and his midnight black hair was tousled. If he hadn't kidnapped me, I probably would have wanted him.

"You." I stated accusativley. "Elevator guy." I said before I could stop it. His expression remained cold and deadly as he crossed his arms across his perfectly carved chest.

"Austin, open her chains will you?" He demanded, making kidnapper 3 - whose name I just found out was Austin - get up and unlock the chains behind my back. As soon as he did, I clutched my hands to my chest, massaging them with my opposite hand. Before I could utter another word, elevator guy cut me off. "What's your name?" he questioned authoratively, making me flinch a little at his commanding tone. No one had ever used that tone with me.

"Emily Dufon" I said, barely hearing the words myself.

"What were you doing at my company the other day?" He interrogated.

"I was-" I started, but then it hit me "Wait, did you just say my company?" I asked frowning, gaining some of my lost confidence back.

"Yes." He replied simply.

"So, you're the CEO of Miller Industries?" I unbelievably said. In return he just nodded slightly, making my heart beat rise drastically."So, you're Logan Miller? The Logan Miller?" I said a bit louder, still not believing it. He nodded again. He is my fucking boss! After a moment of silence which mostly consisted of me glaring at him, I was on full panic mode. "What the hell? You are Logan Miller? You're the fucking CEO of a freaking multinational corporation recognised by the entire freaking planet! You're the biggest business tycoon I know! What the hell are you doing here, what are you, a criminal?" By now I was yelling, yet his expression remained the same. He nodded again. But then it hit me. HE JUST SAID HE IS A CRIMINAL! "You are a criminal?" I asked in disbelief; my voice lowering. He nodded again as the others chuckled beside him. Then I started again. "What the hell? Why would you want to be a criminal dude? Your salary is higher than the fucking king's! You own a freaking empire and are a billionaire. Then why the hell would you want to be a criminal?" I shouted once again. The others were basically choking on their own spit trying to control their laughter, whereas I was choking on my own spit freaking out! Logan took a few strides until he was right in front me, towering my small figure, and trying to intimidate me.

"Power." He replied. This time, I was the one laughing. I basically fell on my ass laughing out. All of them looked at me like I was some sort of bipolar freak.

"You can't be serious." I replied between laughters. When no one replied I realised they weren't kidding. Well I'll be damned. "You are serious." The words barely escaping my mouth, drifting into thin air. I situated myself back on the chair and placed my head in my hands, trying to process the infromation until Logan shook me off.

"Now answer my question. What were you doing at my company?" I looked up into anything other than his eyes.

"I work at your company." I replied coldly.

"Which department?"

"IT department." He seemed to be suprised at my response but composed himself quickly.

"Ok. I'll them you are taking a long leave." He said bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Wow, wait. What do you mean leave? Look if I wanted to bust you don't you think I would have done that last night?" I yelled practically begging with my eyes.

"Well now you know a lot more than you should, so I am not taking that risk. You will stay here with us until we come to an agreement. Austin, take her to the room on the third floor." Just then he started walking away, I started yelling and screaming but he wouldn't listen. Just before he completley left the room, he turned back once more. "Oh and don't even try and escaping. You won't get very far" he said. And with that, he was off. Nothing was going to help me now, so instead I just gave up and let Austin take me to my room. Obviousley I was going to try and escape, but I would have to think properly in order to get a proper plan. For now, I enetered the grand room Austin led me to and lied down on the king size flower sheeted bed and dozed off to a sleep I hoped would never end with just one thought in mind: My boss, Logan Miller, is a criminal.

Logan's POV

As soon as they brought her in, I was shocked. I couldn't have been her. There was something about her that made me want her. She had a fiery posture, and even though I planned to kill her, I couldn't go through with it.

"We won't kill her." I stated as the others looked at me, shocked. They clearly were not expecting this.

"Dude are you nuts? She saw us commit murder last night. And now we practically kidnapped her. If she didn't tell the police before, she deifnintley will now. And you just want to leave her?" Jack said from beside me, throwing his hands into the air.

"No. We are keeping her hostage." I demanded coldly.

"And what good will that do? She will just get in the way!" Austin replied.

"What has gotten into you man?" Adam commented. I started thinking of excuses. I couldn't tell them the truth. Hell, I couldn't even tell myself the truth. But I wouldn't kill her, and that was final.

"Stop. It's final. I won't have another death on my hands. " They all looked at me like I was crazy, but I avoided their stares. Just then, I heard her voice through the room. It was like music to my ears even if she was screaming. Wait. What the hell am I saying? I take that back. Adam walked in to take care of her whilst Austin and Jack stayed behind.

Are you sure man?" Jack questioned. I nodded and he walked off into her direction. It took all my will power not to barge into the room and be with her. I turned around and placed my hands on the table, controlling myself.

"Logan, think this through. With Deklan back now, are you sure you want to do this?" Austin asked. I nodded again, not being able to speak at the moment. And then he walked off too, leaving me alone in my office.

After mintes of regaining my confidence, I stood up and headed towards the room where I heard Austin's voice .

"Woah there, it' s not that easy. Besides, it's not my decision anyways."

"Then whose is it?" her petite voice said. I walked up to the door and yanked it open, replying confidently.

"Mine." I said. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped as she looked at me suprised.

A/N

So that's the third chapter!! How do you think it's going so far??? Any future predictions?? Also, if you don't already do, check out my other book The One I Want!!

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