We were in front of a beautiful big modern house. It had two stories and a vast garden with a big swing. Beside it was another big room. Maybe for cars! This house is so much bigger than mine. Cool.

"Grab your bags, and let's go," Jaxon ordered but did not look at me, and we got into the house. Geez. What's his problem?

"Alright. You heard the boss, you will stick with us no matter what, and I know that you will not run away," Jaxon stated as we entered the big living room. I rolled my eyes at him and then sat on the sole chair because it was closer to the fireplace.

"Fine, don't worry. In fact, you are the one who's gonna beg me to stay away from you." I smiled an evil smile and looked at the fire, but I saw the boys' priceless facial expressions. They are now super afraid and cautious.

"So what now?" Aaron asked, then grabbed his phone and started typing.

"I'm hungry, I want to eat, it's -again, I grabbed Jaxon's wrist- 15:28. I didn't eat all day long, my tummy is calling for food, people!" I whined, rubbing my poor tiny stomach.

I love eating, and no one is gonna keep me away from my love, whether kidnapped or not.

"But you just ate pancakes," Owen pointed out. His arms were behind his head. He was too relaxed on the couch.

"That was a long time ago. It was in the morning. Come on. A girl gotta eat, especially a kidnapped girl," I replied with the puppy face, looking at all the guys sitting on the couch.

I stared at them for a reasonable amount of time, which made them shift into their seats. No one can resist my puppy face. And come on, you don't need that much to convince someone to eat. I mean... It's food.

"Ugh. She's right, Jaxon. Please make something." Noah gave up and begged Jaxon.

Wait... Jaxon?

"You cook?" I asked, looking at him with a surprised face.

"Yes, actually, he's so much better than a chef. His food is to die for!" Noah answered me, and he was literally drooling. His drools were on his chin. Ew, that's sick.

I gagged, then looked at Owen and Aaron to make sure. "That much?" I asked with raised eyebrows.

"Yes," they all said except Jaxon.

I gulped. "Then what are you waiting for, go and cook something," I demanded, getting excited about his cooking.

Jaxon looked at me with his eyebrows raised. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I've been waiting for your permission, queen Ariel!" he replied sarcastically while rolling his eyes. His beautiful eyes.

Stop it. But his eyes...

"Come on, I won't bother you-ish," I coughed the last word, not looking at him. "I promise."

I can't promise that without lying.

I'm Ariel... I was born to annoy.

I've learned that from my brothers.

Thank you, Davin and Hunter.

"Yeah, we are starving, Jax, please," Noah begged again with a whine.

Wow, I guess he can cook. Let's wait, then taste. I'll be the judge.

I rose from my seat, motioned towards Jaxon, and stood between his legs before he could even realize what I was doing. I looked at him and gave him my cute puppy eyes that no one could resist. "Please, Jaxon! Pretty please with a cherry on top and next to it a bucket full of Oreos, please." I begged while acting so innocent and pure.

Just so you know, I don't beg anyone for anything except for my belly. I didn't even beg the boys to release me. She's special. My stomach, I mean.

He shifted in his seat, avoiding eye contact, so I cupped his cheeks with my hands and made him look right into the eyes. "Please!"

He sighed. "Fine, now move!" He stood up and went to the kitchen, and I followed him.

"I thought you won't bother me anymore?" He asked while washing his hands. Okay, he's hygienic- Check.

"I just want to help you, geez," I replied, then washed my hands. "So what are you going to make?"

"My special dish, and don't ask what it is because I haven't named it yet," he replied, then grabbed the knife. "And go get the tomatoes and wash them, then get the spices and put them on the table," he ordered and began his work. He's organized- Check.

"Aye, aye, captain," I replied, then began my work.

After a while, I smiled at the masterpiece. "Boys, come and eat," I called for them while putting the last plate on the table and finally sat on a chair next to Jaxon. The first one to show up was Noah. He was running.

Of course. Noah's still growing, so he needs his food. Understandable.

"Finally, what took you so long?" he asked, then sat on a chair across from us and grabbed the fork and the spoon in both hands.

"I don't know. Maybe you should ask Ariel." Jaxon looked at me with a glare. What? It was not my fault for mixing the sugar with salt... They should have put some stickers or something to know which is which. It's not my fault.

"Let's eat," I said after Owen and Aaron sat on the chairs near Noah. When we began eating, I was shocked by the delicious flavors and the nice texture. Jaxon was a fantastic cook indeed. I nodded my head in approval of the food.

I've decided. He's my new target for food.

You kidnap me...

You suffer.

"Oh yeah, guys, I need to see Lilly after this. She's sick and all alone in her house. Her parents are at work, so could you stay and watch Ariel?" Aaron asked the boys, and they thought about it.

"Well, I can't stay here all the time. I need to go and see my sick mother. I don't want to make her worry about me, so I will come tomorrow morning, okay?" Noah directed his question to Jaxon after explaining his situation.

Jaxon nodded almost immediately. "Yeah, sure, no prob, and Aaron, go. Don't worry, Owen and I will watch over Ariel," Jaxon replied. Wow, he smiled. That's rare.

"Umm, Jax..." Owen called while looking at his food. "I can't stay here tonight. I have a concert, sorry." He apologized without looking at us.

I looked at Jaxon, and he sighed. "Guess we are all alone tonight," he cleared. I smiled my evil smile and nodded. The boys looked at me and gulped.

They turned to face Jaxon with worried expressions. "Good luck, man."

What... I'm not that bad...Who am I kidding?

I'm gonna make his night like hell.

After one hour of eating and laughing, we returned to the living room. I stayed quiet the whole time. Noah looked at me with narrow eyes. "Why haven't you said anything?" he asked, confused.

I turned my head from the fireplace and smiled. "No one plans a murder aloud, duh." The boys snapped their heads toward me, and Owen, Aaron, and Noah stood up like they had just sat on a cactus. A cactus that was on fire.

"Bye, Jaxon," they said together and walked to the main door. Cowards.

"Well, buddy, it's just you and me now," I said to Jaxon, and he looked at me, nervously shifting in his seat.

"Great, I have to deal with you all by myself." He complained and lay on the couch, raising his feet on the armrest.

Now, what should I do? It has to be something big...

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