Kidnapped - Sex Stories

Kidnapped

... listen to, Sasha. We would already be out on our asses if it weren't for her. All this is her idea. She's doing it so we can keep the farm."

"Fuck off Daisy. She's doing it for the money." He glared at me angrily. "You don't care about none of this. You just saw a chance to make some fucking money from our bad luck."

"You think what you want asshole." I snapped. "I'm here because I love your sister. I saw how much this farm meant to her and tried to think up a way to make it work."

"Stop it." Daisy screamed. "The pair of you stop." She fixed her angry stare on Jeremy. "We love each other dipshit. She's my partner. We chose each other. You're my brother and I want you to be part of this, but if you can't abide with us living together. Maybe you should just go."

I watched as the fight died in his eyes. The angry blazing inferno slowly fading. "You love, Daisy?" He asked.

"Yes you dick. We're in love. We're going to be married." Daisy interrupted, before I could reply.

His gaze never wavered. "I need to hear you say it. You love my sister?"

"Yeah, I love her more than anything."

"What happened with your husband? You were married."

"We divorced. I tried to tell you but you weren't listening. When you kidnapped me. He thought he had won the lottery. He was hoping you'd kill me. That way he wouldn't have to pay me anything during the divorce, and he'd collect my insurance."

"But you're divorced now?"

"Yes."

"Fucking hell. This is fucked up. You ...

... love Daisy, and you're gonna get married?"

"Yes, we were waiting for the house to be finished, at least the outside."

He glanced back inside. "There's still the inside?"

"We were leaving that. We have to get married so we can get a mortgage. Once that's finalized. We'll start on the inside and the barn conversion."

"You saying you're getting married just to get the loan?"

"No dipshit." Daisy snapped. "Listen to what we have been saying. We are getting married because we love each other. But I can't get the mortgage by myself because I can't afford the repayments. Sasha, can't get the loan because she doesn't own the property. All we're doing is speeding up the marriage to meet the banks criteria."

"What about me?" He said softly, the concern deepening.

"Jeremy, that's up to you. We can be partners, but that means we won't be paying you. We can all be one third partners."

"Thirds, but I own half." He blustered.

"At the moment, all you own is nothing." I muttered. "If I pull my money out. You'll be right back where you started."

He smirked. "Yeah but now with all the repairs done. We could sell."

"No you couldn't. If you try and push me out. I'll file an injunction with the court. You wouldn't be able to sell. You'd have to repay me before you could put the property on the market."

"Fuck." He sighed dejectedly. "So I only get one third?"

"If you want to be a partner, but you'll have to work your ass off. Daisy, and me have put a lot into ...