A bit of waiting, a precise strike... and a successful

For the next hour, I sat.... waiting and staring. Every movement, every appearance of a car, my eyes would scan like an eagle before moving on. My plan was simple but still dangerous. The second she showed up, I had to act fast and carefully.

Tick

Tock

Tick

Tock

....

There!

I could see it there. To anyone else, it would've looked like a normal car, but I knew it was hers. The weeks' worth of studying I did prepared me for this moment and I knew, from the feminine silhouette I could make out through the windows and the specific scratch on her back tail light, that was her vehicle. Immediately my adrenaline started to rush and I could feel my heart begin to pound in my chest.

It was time.

Turning the key to my van, I let the trusty van I bought for this occasion roar to life once more. Then, putting it into drive, I began creeping out of my parking space before casually driving towards the side of the parking lot the car had stopped at. I could see the door on the passenger side open up before... she stepped out.

Oh, she was so fucking beautiful in person and soon she would be mine!

Acting fast, I quickly slammed the gas pedal all the way down and a beeline straight for her. The sound of my engine revving up must've been extremely loud as she jolted in surprise before turning towards me with a look of fear in her eyes. Just as her mouth opened to scream, I quickly shifted petals and pressed on the break with all my might until my van was stretched to a hard stop with the back doors only a few feet away from her. Then, throwing the gear into park, I quickly got out of my van.

There was no exchange of words, no hand gestures or anything. Sadly there was no time and so the second my feet touched the asphalt, I quickly lifted up my gun and put a tranquilizer dart into her neck.

The driver, who jumped out to 'save' her, soon followed the same fate as a dart was placed in his chest. Luckily only four other people were around to see my crime and in the end, I had a total of six bodies passed out around me, but only one truly mattered.

Opening the side doors to my van, I let the secrets of my van be revealed to the open world.

While from the outside my van looked like a typical large passenger van, the interior was anything but the sort. Custome made by myself, it had all the amenities one would need when on the run, and after this ****, there was no way in hell I was going to be staying in even the same state. I had already sold my home and with my work being remote, this van was all my goddess and I would need until the heat went down.

Turning back to said goddess, I couldn't help but feel my heart skip a beat at the site of her sleeping body. She looked so dam beautiful!

With all the gentle care I could muster, I scooped her up in my arms and carried her into my van before laying her down on the soft blankets. Then with delicate, but quick movements, I moved each of her limbs outwards towards the corners of the bed where I tied down her ankles and wrists to four posts with silk sheets. I wasn't stupid. I knew that Zendaya wouldn't see what it was that I was doing for her. She had been misled for too long by the world so some precautions were needed until the day she accepted me. But at least I could make her bondage as comfortable as possible. Hence, the silk sheet ties.

Once I felt that I had her secured, I couldn't help but let my eyes roam over her body. With the gym clothes she chose to wear being a black crop top and booty shorts, so much of her skin was already on full display. All I wanted to do in that moment was to strip her naked, ravage her body, and make love to her... but that would have to wait. I had captured my goddess, now I needed to run.

Stepping out of the van, I slid the doors close and ran up to the driver's side door before hopping in. I could already see people beginning to walk out of the nearby gym and some of the stores around the lot. The witnesses were climbing and I needed to get out quickly. Throwing the gear back into drive, I once again slammed on the gas and peeled out of there as quickly as I could.

Step one of my plan was complete. I had kidnapped Zendaya.

Now was step two. Getting out of California.