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The Deal Breaker

Waking up and the first thing she'd see was him wasn't exactly the perfect kind of morning. She exhaled when he left. She turned to see the food, but ignored it. Eating was the least of her concern. She pulled the covers back up, not wanting to get out of bed. It was nothing like her. She was normally pro-active during the day, getting things done, and setting things up. But what was the point now? She was being completely used by a stranger and she was supposed to be okay with this. It unsettled her. She finally kicked off the covers and got herself up. Her inner self not okay with just laying here and accepting death. It was a balancing act.

She looked back at the breakfast. Nope. Still didn't have an appitite. She let her loose curls fall over her shoulders as she went to the closet to think over what she wanted to wear. All of a sudden, she thought nothing looked good on her. She tried a couple of skirts, a couple of tops, even a couple of dresses. Nothing really made her feel pretty, and that was something that she wasn't used to. It hit a little bit with her, but she needed to find a way out of this funk. She couldn't live like this, she wouldn't let herself last long if this was how she would feel every morning.

Natalie was good about holding her composure when she was even looking. Breaking down infront of a mirror was nonsense to her. She walked out into the room dressed in a jean skirt with a white tank top, and laid down on the bed, completely emotionally drained.
 
Ryan watched as Natalie tried on some clothes before picking out an outfit. Then she just walked out to her room and saw her lay down on the bed, not even touching her food. She looked depressed... He sighed... He got up and walked in the room. He knelt down next to the bed and looked at Natalie... "Natalie... I know this has to be rough on you... and I want you to be comfortable and enjoy yourself here... So... Let's talk... What can I do to make you're stay here better?"
 
Natalie looked at him, completely confused. Make her stay better? What? She shook her head, completely taken aback by his question. She wasn't even sure how to answer a question like that. The reasons she was upset was emotionally, and being weak was one thing she didn't want to show. She thought about what she could say. She didn't want to get emotional, but she certainly wanted to make a point. "What did last night mean to you?" She asked. "Nothing." She answered, before he could even answer the question. "It was just sex. I'm being used for your sex. And I'm supposed to be okay with that? There's supposed to be something to make that all better?" She shook her head. "You're cold." She said, in a lower tone.
 
Ryan nodded when she said he was cold... "Your right... I'm cold... and... I'm sorry I did this to you... If you want me to take you home... I'll take you home..."
 
Natalie looked at him. There were obviously two different men standing right in front of her in one body. The sudden sympathy? It was all very strange. But Natalie was set in her ways, stubborn, and needing to get out of here. She looked off to the side, still thinking. There was a huge part of him that she didn't trust. "Are you serious?" She asked, not wanting to say yes to something he'd twist later on.
 
Ryan nodded, "Yes... But... If you did want to stay I would agree to any terms you want... I really like you Natalie... And I don't want you to go... But, if you want to go home... I'll let you go..."
 
Natalie looked at him again, surprised. She was sleeping. No, she wasn't. That was the strange part. When her reality started meshing with dream world. She had no idea why this was even up for contemplation in her mind. She hated him, right? But he still held that piece of her that no other person could have. Her terms? All of a sudden? This whole problem could've been avoided if things were in her terms. She sat there, in a bit of a shock, honestly. There was something that was curiously striking about the guy. Simple things that he'd try to do, but then counter act them.

If it weren't for the night before, she'd go home in a heartbeat. But there was something that they shared that wouldn't easily be left behind. She looked down at her hands which rested in her lap. She bit on her bottom lip, in thought. She looked up at him again, this time carefully. "If I stay there would have to be a level of respect, trust, and honesty between the two of us. I think... somewhere deep down you're a good person... but I haven't met him yet." She said, looking back down at her hands, and then back over to the side. She sounded crazy to herself. Due to her past couple of days being here, she was probably crazy for even thinking about it. "But I want to see my father... I want him to know I'm okay."
 
Ryan thought for a moment. She wanted respect, trust and honesty. He could give her that. When she asked to see her father, he said, "OK... That can be arranged... My internet connection is very secure and untraceable. Also, your father doesn't know where I live..." Ryan took her hand and lead her out of the room. The hallway was all white. He took her to a room with a chair, a monitor with a built in webcam, and a computer. He sat Natalie down in the chair, and he sat down in front of the computer. "Don't do anything stupid..." A few moments later, Natalie's father came on the screen, "Natalie... Are you OK?"
 
Natalie no longer knew what to expect from this guy. When she was sat down in some weird control room, she watched him leave, and then her heart skipped a beat with her dad showed up on the screen. She smiled, really happy to see him, but hating that it had to be over the computer screen. She turned. She was really thankful she could see her dad, and that she didn't have to bother being watched by the, still, stranger. She looked down at her hands. Such a hard question to answer. Was she okay? Well, yesterday she wasn't. Would she tell him that? No. How did one in her situation, answer that question? "I'll be alright, Dad." She said, looking up at the computer. Seeing his face in worry. "Okay..." She said, her voice getting lowered slightly. She wasn't sure if there was any monitoring here, but she highly doubt it since she couldn't see any cameras.

"... what went on with your last buisness deal?" She asked, curious as to what exactly put her in this place.
 
"My last business deal..." Said Natalie's father... "Oh, that would be Morris Security.... Yeah, we bought that for about $250 million..." Her father laughed, "The poor sucker... We told him we'd keep him on as head of the new division. Instead we just gave him the money and showed him the door. Like we'd keep his sorry ass around..." He laughed again. Then he smiled, "Don't worry sweetie... We've got a crack team working on this and..." Then the screen went dark.

Ryan walked back in the room, "That's enough for now..." Ryan then escorted Natalie back toward her room, "What do you think of your Daddy now?"
 
Natalie listened. She knew her dad had a lot of financial control over different companies, but she didn't think that was how he won them over. She never did talk buisness with him, and maybe this was the reason? It was kind of a dick move that her father made on the guy, but was that a reason to completely take away his daughter? And her dad didn't say anything about missing her. She paused, silenced but then panicked when the screen went dark. She put her hand to the screen, to see if there was a switch of some sort she could turn back on. "No..." She paused, then saw the guy walk back into the room.

Morris... his family buisness. At least she'd know his last name. If she could just get a first name...

"I wanted to talk to him, still!" Natalie said, pulling back slightly. "Why did you cut it off?" She wasn't going to answer that question. She didn't want to base judgement on her father after a crummy move. He was still her dad, and he raised her with a ton of love.
 
"Oh... You want to talk to him more... OK..." Ryan took Natalie back into the room. He Sat her down in the chair, but this time he stayed in the room. The screen came back to life, "Oh...Natalie..." said Natalie's father, "I was so worried... Like I was saying... We are working to find you... Whoever has you is a technical mastermind... I wouldn't mind having him work for me... "
 
Natalie looked at the guy, seeing him being here. She sighed and listened to her father. She shook her head at the annoying irony. "Dad... this is all what has gotten me into this situation. Would you hire the same guy you let go for the buisness deal? It would defuse this whole problem! ...Dad, I chose to stay. I'll wait for the search group, but I'm trying to figure things out... it's a complicated mess..." She said, rubbing her head in frustration. Between the two of them. Now that she finally understood what was going on. She glanced over at the guy, looking at him, then back at her dad. Why would she stay after what had happened? Why did she feel so attached? "What was the guy's name that you did a buisness deal with?" She asked, but looked towards the guy sitting in the room. She wanted to know his real name.
 
Natalie's father, "What?! What do you mean you chose to stay?! And, No I wouldn't hire the same guy I let go... That guy was a moron... He could have gotten a Billion dollars for his company. His name was Ryan... Don't worry Natalie we are going to find you you just hang on, Baby... OK?" Ryan just stood there waiting to hear from Natalie that she was done talking to her father... Ryan was trying to control his temper... He hated him so much...
 
Natalie was slowly making the connections between the anger, Ryan, and her dad. This wasn't an instant plan, it had happened over a period of time. Natalie pursed her lips. She didn't want to say this, but she was the one that in her nature, she had to do the right thing. "Dad... I'm going to stay here until you let Ryan run his equal share." She practically forced it out. She wasn't sure how long it'd take for her dad to come around to the truth. And she didn't really care what Ryan thought, either. She knew that if she worked for something like Ryan did, she'd probably act out in extreme anger too.

"You know very well that if anyone were to screw you on a buisness deal, you'd be angry enough... that I don't even know what you'd do. Oh... I don't know... Rape their daughter?" She shrugged as if it were just a casualty. She was getting upset, and her hidden emotions were surfacing. She didn't really want to deal with this, she was mad at both her father and Ryan. She wanted to do the right thing. She wanted both Ryan and her Dad to experience the crappy feeling she was left to feel. She sighed. "I'm done. I'll try to talk to you again tomorrow." She said, as she then just stood up and went to the door, leaning against it, waiting for Ryan to shut the thing down. She didn't even look at him, just at the floor. She was just angry. But not as angry as Ryan could've been with the whole ordeal. Loosing something so quickly that you'd put everything into.

She didn't know who she could sympathise with.
 
Ryan smiled at Natalie's offer as he turned off the monitor. "He'll never go for it you know... He would rather have me keep you than give up any control over anything..." They walked back to Natalie's room. Once they were back in the room, Ryan said, "Well, I think I'll let you relax a little... Is there anything special you'd like for lunch?"
 
Natalie didn't really know how to take his comment. Of course her father would come through for her, right? A part of her was doubtful, but she definitely wanted to stick to her grounds. She looked at Ryan once they got back to the room. She walked up to him, stepped up on her toes and gave him a soft kiss on his lips, with a light hand alongside of his face. She pulled back slightly, and then fully letting herself standing back on her feet. "I'm sorry you lost everything because of my own family." She said. She felt partially responsible. She could've been more avid with her dad and his buisness. She could've saved the heartbreak, anger, violence, and frustration. She sighed at his question. Lunch wasn't even on her mind. She was still frustrated with trying to rely on her dad, and not knowing if he'd be there for her.

"No particular cravings, really." She thought to herself. "Surprise me." She said. She didn't want to have him be angry. Even when she wanted him to feel the hurt he's caused her, which she'd be sure he understood, she didn't want to eat with someone upset. Two upset people didn't make for a grand time.
 
Ryan was surprised when Natalie got on her tiptoes and gave him a kiss on the lips. "It's all right... It's not your fault..." When she said she wasn't really craving anything, he just nodded and said "OK... I'll see you later..." He leaned down and returned the kiss she gave him. Then he walked out of the room to let Natalie relax.
 
Natalie took in a breath and nodded. She let him leave, leaving her to her flustered mind. Natalie sighed, running a hand through her hair as she stepped infront of the mirror to fix it. She felt some of the ends coming out of place, at it was just a nervous thing for her to fix her hair. It was certainly a sticky situation she was in. She looked at herself, as she debated what was best. Returning to her father, or staying here. She felt horrible staying away from her father. After all, she did grow up with the man. But something has seemed to change. It was as if the world was just turning cold all of a sudden.

She was mostly offended by his unwillingness to to do anything for her. It was mild betrayment that she felt. His buisness was more important than her? It was a concern that that was his mindset. And then Ryan...

She looked away from the mirror. She felt like changing. Something to get her mind off of things. Clothes normally did the trick. She changed her outfit to a more flowey white skirt that hit above the knees. She wore a pink cotton blouse that was really soft and light. She liked it more-so than the other top. She looked at herself in the mirror, her hair still in slight waves, needing to be blow dried.
 
Ryan returned a short time later with a couple of bacon and tomato sandwiches, potato chips, two cans of Coke and a can of Diet Coke. When he saw that Natalie had changed clothes he smiled, "You look very nice..." He gave her a peck on the cheek and handed her a plate with a sandwich and potato chips on it. "I wasn't sure if you liked regular Coke or Diet Coke." He offered her a can of each.
 
Natalie smiled lightly at his offer. "Coke is just fine, thanks though." She said as she took it and sat down at the table with him. Natalie ate her sandwhiches oddly. She couldn't just bite into it, and instead tore pieces off to eat. It was a habit from her childhood. She looked at him as she popped a potato chip in her mouth and then brushed the crumbs off of her fingers.

"So..." She started, picking up her coke in her hand. "...do you plan on opening another buisness?" She asked, curiously.
 
Ryan sat down and started eating his sandwich... "No... I've got my quarter million invested very wisely... I plan on staying here and taking care of you and any children we have... You know, your father and his 'crack team' will never find us... I'm just too good at what I do... I'm glad you decied to stay... I promise that I will make your life here as comfortable as possible... Would you be interested in seeing where we are?"
 
Natalie wanted to debate the whole children aspect. The whole concept was still not something she was expecting. Honestly, the whole situation had popped up unexpected. But things were so calm now that she didn't want to bother stirring the pot now. She looked at him after sipping her coke and nodded. "Yea! I do, actually. Does this place have a back yard?" She asked. Maybe she could tan? She missed tanning, and her skin didn't hold the healthy glow for long. Then she realized how silly the question was. This place had to have had a backyard. It was huge!
 
Ryan smiled when she asked if it had a back yard... "Oh yes... we have a backyard..." After they finished their lunch Ryan took Natalie back out of the room and down the white hallway. Ryan pressed a series of numbers into a keypad and a door slid open to reveal an elevator. They got in the elevator and after a short trip, The door opened to reveal a tropical beach.
 
Natalie admired the area around her. Such a beautiful place, really. She was curious as to why the man lived alone. It had to have been a horrible place to spend alone. So much space and nothing to fill it. Her mouth parted open in awe at the private beach. Her eyes scanned the whole area, feeling the salty wind and heat of the sun. She smiled at the feeling. She loved the beach. Every part about it. And there was one, right here! This place seemed too large to comprehend.

"So... this... whole beach... is yours?" She asked, completely in awe of how clear the water seemed even from the spot she stood right there. Maybe this place wouldn't be such a dwell after all.

"Race you to the water?" She offered with a light laugh. She wanted to go play. She had a free spirit inside of her that was deprived for the past couple of days. She kicked off her shoes, and ran to the water, stripping down to her bra and panties as she reached closer, not wanting to be weighed down by the clothes. Her blonde hair whipped around as it fought with the wind and she finally crashed into the water, loving the smooth feeling of it melting to her skin.
 
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