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A week later, after gathering all the evidence he could get, Isiat woke early, sometime before sunrise to make ready everything he had prepared. In the garage, he worked in the back of his SUV, clearing out the items in the back, and folding the seats down to create an area large enough to comfortably lie in. He used a pair of carbineer hooks to extend the reach of the child-seat anchors, before strapping a pair of handcuffs to each... He knew Shadi would not be willing for what he had planned, and so, some restraint would likely be necessary...

Isiat smirked at the perverse thrill it gave him, picturing her tied down in the back of his car, his to do with as he pleased... Tonight would be one to remember indeed. He'd even installed a camera covering his rearview mirror to record the nights... Festivities, so he could watch them again at his leisure later.

The rest of his 'fun' items, he placed in a box tucked down in the back seat's foot space. He had a lot planned for the little feline, and not that she realized it yet, after tonight she would be his for good, there would be no way for her to escape it. He would make her his, if she liked it or not, and he would make sure she knew it. By morning, she wouldn't be able to deny it.

He watched her leave for her morning shift through his binoculars as he munched down a breakfast burrito, parked across the crossroads in his usual spot. She was wearing a cute little floral print pair of scrubs today, and his tails flickered back and forth over on the passenger's seat where he had tucked them. With the amount of tails that the vulpine had, the SUV was almost a requirement.

He watched her carefully as she climbed into her pre-booked taxi, and like that, she was off to work once again, completely unaware that today would not be her ordinary day...

Isiat left to do his usual business after that, finalizing his agreements for the club he had purchased, organizing his bank loan to transfer the money, and all those other menial things that palled in comparison to what he had planned for tonight. He arrived back at her apartment just on sunset as she returned from work, watching her tail sway and her perfect, round rump with hungry eyes as she climbed the stairs back to her apartment.

He made sure he had everything ready once again, checking the back of his Hummer and giving the handcuffs a firm tug to make sure they would not come loose. He took the small ball gag out of his box of goodies from beneath the back seat, and tucked it in his pants pocket... If she was smart, he wouldn't need it...

On a whim, he pulled out his cell phone, scrolling through his contact list until he found Shadi's actual number, grinning as he hit the dial button. The phone rang out for a good twenty seconds, before finally, he got an answer.

"Hello?" Came Shadi's voice through the small speaker.

"Oh, hey Shadi, it's me, Isiat, how're you?" He did his best to sound polite and chipper, but she couldn't know that he was watching from just across the street.

"Uh, I'm good... How did you get this number?" She asked, an air of caution to the feline's sweet, musical like voice. Oh, so she remembered giving him the wrong number? That just made it even better...

"You gave it to me at the club, remember?" Isiat smirked as he raised his voice, as if curious that she didn't remember. 'Yeah, didn't remember lying more like' he thought bitterly...

"Anyway, I was just thinking we should catch up sometime soon, maybe have some dinner and wine or something?" He grinned almost sinisterly as he spoke, giving her what might have been a final chance to do this the right way. Of course, he already knew what her answer would be. Doing all this his way would be so much more fun.

But he was nothing if not a gentleman. Taking a woman to dinner before you ravished their body was just common courtesy after all. Even if it was against her will, he would offer her that much at least.

"Oh! Well... I'll check my work schedule, but I don't think I'll be able to any time soon. I'll get back to you on it though if I get some free time. I have to go now, I'm late for my night shift. Bye Izzy." She hung up before he even had a chance to say goodbye. Just like at the club.

A soft chuckle escaped his throat as he pulled away from the curb. He already knew where she would pull up to the care facility, and its car park was large and open. He'd just go there and bide his time, wait for her to arrive, and pick her up before she could go inside. And then, once he'd taken her somewhere more secluded, the real fun could begin.

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Shadi put down her cellphone, her paws shaking as she laid the little silver thing down on her counter. How had he gotten her number? Was she so tired that night that she had accidentally given him her real number? She felt a red hot flash of guilt, again, but she swallowed it down. She couldn't slow down to feel badly now, not when she had a 12 hour shift coming up...

She'd felt horrible about giving out a false number, but Shadi was stretched so thin, she couldn't deal with Isiat, not now. She was exhausted, and her mental state couldn't handle his jealousy and insistence. The male had been possessive of her since the first day he had met her, had loved her since they were children... but Shadi had never had room in her life for a male, not then, and not now.

She recalled so many times he had tried to kiss her, so many times he had taken her paw and tried pulling her close, even the last time when he'd touched her most inappropriately before he'd let her go...- He'd even punched some jerk in their old high school with a carbineer-hook when he lifted her skirt, and it almost got him kicked out of school.

He never let up- not in all the years he had been her loyal friend, he always wanted something more. Every day, he was unendingly patient and sweet, always trying to show her how good he could be to her, but the one thing she could never get him to understand, is that it had never mattered how good of a male he was.

Even if part of her had wanted it, she couldn't. She just couldn't. Her parents had drilled it into her head that she could not see any boys outside of school until she had a life of her own, and if she wanted their money to go to college, she had better follow their rules... So she had. She always figured one day, maybe she would come back to this town, ready to work and be successful, then... then maybe, she could find the male whose heart she had broken, and try to put it together... Not that she even knew how to do that- Shadi had no experience with men on a romantic level, none... She had been a good girl, a wonderful daughter, and she continued to be so... Now more than ever.

Shadi's father was very sick, and their money was all gone. Her mother had passed last year, and her father and his business had declined from there. His medical treatments and the help he needed to stay in his own home were so very expensive, that Shadi had been forced to take up moonlighting at another facility just to keep him in his own house, and her little apartment, which was her only pride.

Her little place and her little cat (aptly named Pancakes), less than half the luxury her parents had, meant the world to her, because it was her freedom... but even now, with all her freedom, she was trapped. Shadi hadn't had a day off in more than 8 months, and had no contact with anyone outside of her work, not since she'd come back from school, skipping out on getting her PA so that she could care for her daddy when he'd gotten so sick... So she nursed at two facilities, and risked her license over it.

She had no other choice; she had to keep the money coming in. She was low on food, always, and half the time she couldn't pay her light bill, but she was making it, even if it was by the skin of her teeth. She had been so happy to see him- but he had always been the same, insistent, pushy male... Always after her as a lover more than he was after her as a friend. It was part of what she loved about him, and what made it impossible for them to be close...

She felt bad about what she had done to her oldest friend, but it didn't matter. He wanted to be a part of her life- but she had no life to share with him, not now, and not in the foreseeable future. She was a zombie of who she'd once been, and about half the weight she had been.

She yearned for someone to share her life with, like anyone, and she had urges... She wanted to be held, to have a companion, to go out, to do spontaneous things, and some nights, even wished she had a good man to share her bed with, but all of that seemed so little to her when her father was dying.

She rubbed her eyes and snatched up her phone from the counter, exhaustion hitting her hard. She needed to explain things to him, she did... but he wouldn't listen, he never had and he never would... She was just too tired to break his heart again, too tired to try and hide her own wants from him, so, avoiding him was the easiest way to let him down...

And she hated it.

A horn outside got her attention and the yellow cab pulled up to the curb outside the complex. She would figure this out later; she had a lot of work to do.

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Isiat was certainly determined, if nothing else. He had been waiting in the car park to Shadi's 'quiet' second job for close to twenty minutes when he saw the cab approaching in his rear-vision mirror. Quietly and quickly, he stepped out of his car, closing the door behind himself and walking over towards the lobby as her taxi pulled up. The camera around his neck swung slowly back and forth with his steps, his tails seeming to mimic the motion as he walked.

When the taxi pulled away, he made his move, calling out to her with a broad smile on his face.

Shadi froze at his voice, a quiet squeak of terror escaping her at his sudden appearance. A dozen thoughts flashed through her head in an instant. Why was he here? How could he have known she would be here? And just what did he want with her at this hour? She turned slowly, doing her best to put a smile on her startled features.

"Oh... Hey, Isiat. I wasn't uh... expecting you... I really can't stay and chat, I'm late..." She tried her best to sound polite while at the same time trying to get away from a conversation she didn't want, but the way he was looking at her sent chills down her spine. She wanted to get out of there. Turning, she took a step towards the lobby.

"I would stay right here if I were you. I took the liberty of calling them earlier and explaining you couldn't make it tonight on your behalf. You can thank me later..." He smirked at her, before he un looped the camera around his neck, flicking it on to preview the images, turning it around to show her his lovely photography. What she saw made her feel like there was a dagger of ice in her spine.

"Hey, check this out. It's the damnedest thing, but I've seen you going between here and the hospital for a few weeks now. Normally, a company would frown upon moonlighting like that... Might even be illegal in your case, wouldn't you think?" He almost sounded like he was taunting her, but Shadi couldn't find the strength to move, like she was rooted to the spot in fear. If he showed them the photos of her, she would lose her jobs for sure, not even beginning to consider the criminal ramifications.

She almost immediately began begging, just as he'd thought she would. "Please! You can't show anyone those. I need these jobs! If I can't work, my father can't afford his medication, and without it he would die. Please, please Isiat..." She spoke at close to a hundred miles an hour, the fright in her voice as clear as a songbird's calls, and her eyes shut tight, as if she could feel the anger in his heart, and knew this was a sweet vengeance.

"I believe I invited you out to dinner tonight... Perhaps that would be a good idea before your schedule overloads you, right? I'll tell you what, how about this. You give me one night with you, and after that, I promise I'll lose the camera in a river or something. My computer can catch on fire in a tragic mishap. Sound agreeable?" He gave a charming sort of smile that gave Shadi the chills, but she nodded, and took his outstretched paw when he offered it, albeit, hesitantly.

"W-well... one- one night couldn't hurt, If you have already taken the liberty of replacing my shift, you had better make the most of it. I need this pay more than you realize." And as if on cue, Isiat reached into his breast pocket, and tugged out a small envelope. Shadi took it cautiously when he offered it out to her, and opened it with one of her claws.

Inside, she saw a stack of bills, and she closed it just as quickly, scowling at him. "You think you can just buy me like a whore?" She accused him of his ungentlemanly conduct, and the vulpine shook his head.

"No, no. I assure you, there is only in there as much as you would have made today, no more, no less. I don't want you to be put out any because of me. I just wanted for us to spend some quality time together. We're both responsible adults now, not teenagers getting into scuffles over popularity and being 'in'."

Shadi hesitated a long moment, before she counted the bills, and tucked them away in her purse, sighing. He was right, and he was only trying to be sweet to her... What could one night possibly hurt? Perhaps she would actually enjoy herself for a change, and the thought of going out for dinner had her stomach rumbling; she'd been surviving mostly on a diet of ramen and TV dinners.

Isiat gave a soft laugh at the noise from the feline's belly, before he gave her paw a gentle tug, pulling her out towards the car park. "Come on, my Hummer is parked over by the curb. I was thinking, maybe one of those fancy Italian places off restaurant avenue?"

She nodded with some enthusiasm, smiling as she was led away from her work, and her chance at escaping his clutches for the night. Her mind was still skeptical at the honesty of the male's intentions, but part of her had longed for so long just for one night off, that it never crossed her mind to truly distrust this male who had dogged her almost her entire life. She knew he was a man of his word.

He was just desperate to spend some time with her, and while it was a little bit creepy the way he had gone about it, she did understand why he had done it. Or at least she thought she did... If he wanted to hurt her, he would have just threatened her with the photos and forced her into his car. He'd never given her reason to see him as anything but that one friend with a small obsession over her... though this was going a little bit further than he had in past. She'd been feeling eyes on her for weeks now... had it been him?

She had no idea just what she was getting into when she agreed to his little proposal, but she had little choice... and part of her craved the old relationship she once had with him, when they had been young, and she had been happy, and her life had been more than working triple shifts and sad visits with her sick father.

Yet, she couldn't help a certain bad feeling in her tummy, a fluttering sensation...

True to his word though, despite his intentions for the feline later, he did, in fact, take her out to dinner like a proper gentleman, as he would have before, if she wouldn't have been so stubborn and just given the vulpine a chance. They pulled up in front of their restaurant of choice for the evening, and Isiat's car was immediately handed to the valet. Shadi had asked about the back seats and 'trunk' of his car, but he had shrugged it off, saying that he simply had needed it down to help a friend move a table. She didn't seem to think anything of it, though she carried the subtle scent of fear on her fur, and he would be lying if he said he didn't like it.

Revenge was too sweet sometimes, and he had many years to repay to her... He could all but taste her anxiety, but that was good. If she stayed like that later, she'd be all sorts of tight for him to fit into...

He walked her in, paw in paw, and despite having no reservations, a table was quickly found for the charming vulpine and his lady friend. Several trips here in past with his business partners and people he wished to buy from had made sure the staff knew him by name. Shadi was surprised her friend had risen to such a high view in the eyes of their home town, and she felt embarrassed about going out to a place like this in her scrubs... She barely fit in at all. Not in a place like this... The looks some of the other guests gave her made her feel... low, worthless, and very much, the working class.

"I didn't know you had such a reputation around here... It's like you know everyone. I feel very... Out of place." Her eyes looked down, as if slightly ashamed of her own social standing. She could never afford to eat at a place like this, even working two jobs. All of her money almost went towards paying for her father's medication, and what was left over paid her bills for the month and sustained her ramen diet.

Isiat simply gave a chuckle, opening the bottle of wine he had purchased for them to share. It was one of the more choice selections from the list, but he knew as a fact Shadi had always been a bit of a lightweight when it came to holding her liquor. It would be to in his advantage later on... Who knew, maybe if she drank enough, he wouldn't even need to force her. Maybe.

"Nonsense, ignore them. You're with me now after all. Once I've paid off the loan for the club, I plan on purchasing a few more of the local businesses as well, you know? Help to give back to the community." His tails flickered briefly, before wrapping around the legs of his chair neatly. The way he kept looking up from his menu at her was... unsettling, and Shadi still felt as on edge as she did when he had surprised her in the car park.

Shadi could feel his eyes on her almost constantly; digging into her with some hidden intent that she didn't like. It made her feel like he was constantly scrutinizing her. As if at any moment he would just decide that she wasn't good enough for his new found lifestyle and leave her there, sitting in her scrubs in the middle of one of the priciest restaurants in town.

Isiat liked how he was making her squirm, just as she'd always made him feel, never good enough for her, never enough for his high class angel... and it near enraged him that, despite the swap in social standing, she had the nerve to deny him still! He had risen up in the world, yet she pushed him away like he was still so below her.

Part of him knew his low status had never been why she couldn't be with him... She was just a good girl, listening to 'Mama and Daddy', like the southern belle she was... but so long of wanting something so badly, having it at your fingertips, and being denied again and again... well, it made one bitter, to say the very least.

Every day he had put up with her quiet rejections, the slight brush of her paw that told him he was forever friend zoned. He had hated it more than anything. Perhaps he should have just raped her behind the lockers that one day... Then she would have been forced to acknowledge him, to be with him and take him seriously...

But regardless, he hadn't then, but that wouldn't stop him this time... He'd shown restraint, because how much he cared for her had restrained him, stopped him from forcing her to go further than she wanted him to go. But she had hurt him deeply, and for the longest time, each of her rejections had just twisted the knife a little more...

Shadi nodded to him after a long moment of studying her paws, but he didn't seem to notice, continuing on talking anyway. "I have to say, I like what you've done with your hair since I saw you last... It looks very nice, I wish I could see it down... You were always damned gorgeous when you wore your hair down." He reached a paw across the table, lightly laying his hand atop her own.

In his own mind, Isiat's thoughts were still twisted and perverse about all the things he would do to her once he got her someplace secluded. There were years of being neglected that he had to repay her for after all. All of the time he had defended her from lowlife scumbags, all of the times he had treated her nicely, carried her books, brought her lunch, gone with her places, but never once did they hang out 'dating', it was only ever just as friends.

Her parent's attitude towards him had been hostile from the moment they knew who he was, and their verdict was made before they even met him in person. He was obviously some poor, low born child, just interested in Shadi for the sex, as all teenage boys obviously were. There were no exceptions to the rules in their books. Only some fine Amasii boy would be good enough for her in their eyes.

Isiat spited them for it. He'd considered just pulling up outside their home one night and getting rid of them, so that then he could be the shoulder for Shadi to cry on when she got the news. But a quick re-think had told him that would make him one step below legally insane, and he didn't need that on his conscious... Somewhere in between 'Kill parents' and 'Get girl', the equation didn't add up anyway, most likely between 'jail' and 'death sentence'. Besides, as obsessed as Isiat was, he did not have the stomach for murder... Well, at least that he had found.

His own thoughts disturbed him at times... Perhaps there was still a lighter way to go about all of this and still get what he wanted in the end. He didn't want her to hate him for it, but still he wanted his revenge on a deeply personal level. He had spent years being tormented about not being good enough for her, and he'd broken more than one knuckle beating down those who were brave enough to spit his situation back in his face like he didn't realize it himself.

He felt like what he wanted from her was... Deserved. As if all his time and effort he had... Invested... Into her was deserving of some kind of return. But of course, it was not money he wanted from her. He wanted her as his return. He had only ever treated her right, and yet her family had rejected him, and she had rejected him.

But still he had persisted; still he had carried on trying to be the nicest person he could be for her, to try and prove to her family that he was... worthy of her love. And he was, damn it all, he was! He knew he was, and they could go to hell if they thought he wasn't!

The look on Shadi's face brought him back to the present, and he realized some of his inner thoughts had crossed his muzzle. No, he'd come too far to scare her away now, he was too close to his prize, and the female he had loved and hated since childhood. He managed a smile instead, hiding the scowl that had curled his lips not a moment ago.

"I apologize, I was... thinking over some business I had to do once we finished here." He squeezed her hand gently, and fought the urge to lower his ears at the meek look on her face. She was afraid, he knew, but... perhaps it might have had a little to do with him, but her fears went deeper than himself... She was afraid of her new life, of being on her own with no one to cushion her fall, of having the responsibilities of her whole world shoved onto her shoulders.

"That- that's okay, Isiat... I'm glad you-"

"Hello Mister Carcer,I will be your waitress this evening." A tall, leggy doe sauntered up to the table, her short tail wriggling about on her high, small rear as she took a pen in her hand, ready to jot down anything he said... and he got the feeling from how she was eyeing him off, his phone number would be one thing she'd like to write down. "What could I... get for you?"

"Chicken parma for me, and for my companion..." Shadi hadn't even looked at the menu yet, but he figured she could use something high in calories... She had the look of someone who had lost a lot of weight very quickly; times had been rough on his little friend, having lost a lot of the sweet, childish plumpness she'd once carried. With him in her life, he had no doubt she would pad back up again in no time.

"...Get her the seafood medley, and keep us supplied on bread; I'm very hungry tonight..." He slid his paw from her own to hand the doe the menus, but his gaze never left Shadi, the feline having taken a fascination with her lap, looking down with a faint blush on her petite pink nose.

"Right away." His waitress's clipped tone told him she had not taken kindly to being slighted for the underdressed, slightly chubby female he'd brought with him. Isiat didn't give a damn, women like her didn't interest him and were a damn dime a dozen... Shadi however, had something to offer Isiat that few men would ever have in their lives... innocence.

The waitress left, and he made small talk, pleasant banter that brought her eyes back up. He went on at length about how much he respected people in her line of work; told her a story about having a pane of glass dropped over his head, and about how the nurse who had changed his bandages was better than the doctor who had come to poke at him. The story made her giggle sweetly, and the sound made his heart flutter. Damned he had missed her... he had forgotten just how much he did really...

Her shoulders relaxed after he pressed a glass of wine on her, insisting she drink on her night off. "What have you got to do? I'll drive us, no need to worry. You need it more than I do, busy kitty!" He chuckled at her, all pretenses of trying to make her uncomfortable gone. Tormenting her had on some level made him feel better, but seeing her smile made his heart soar, and sent a familiar thrill through his body.

God, was he really going to do this to her? Yes... yes he was, because it was the only way. She was bringing this on herself, really. He didn't want to force this, but it was as much for her as it was for him. How long could she keep up this fiasco? Supporting herself and a terminally ill father alone, for the first time in her life. She had lost a lot of weight, he could see it in her face, and she looked more frail now than she ever had, like a gust of wind might blow her apart... and the darkness under her eyes told him exactly how much sleep she got. She needed him, his comfort, his love, and his money.

She needed him, more than he needed her, she just didn't see it yet... but she would. He would make her need him.

So, he gave her wine, as much as he could get her to drink. Slowly, Shadi relaxed into her chair, and she smiled more as her male companion talked, charming her all over again.

"You certainly have been busy while I was away!" She giggled, having long ago stopped caring that Isiat was stroking her paw with his own, or that he had insisted her out to dinner by blackmail, and even that he could ruin her life in an instant if he showed those photographs to her employers. Right now, this was the Isiat she remembered caring for, and so that was how she saw him. As that friend she had left behind so long ago.

"Yes, and so have you sweetheart. A nurse, I always knew that was where you would go. Always figured you for someone who liked to chase people with needles..." He chuckled, the little feline lifting a paw to her muzzle to stop her giggling.

"Yes, and you're lucky I don't chase you with one!" Isiat feigned a fearful stare, making her giggle harder, forcing the feline to look away. She knew he hated the things with the burning passion of a thousand desert suns.

Gods, had he always been this charming? It felt like all of the stress had melted from her shoulders with this male in front of her, in just the little time she had spent sitting across from him... and she felt a familiar yearning in her heart. He had always been so angry with her, because he thought she didn't love him... but that had never been true.

If she were to ever choose a man to share her life with... it would be him, and only him. He had fascinated her with his wit and charms her entire life, and if he could have seen the inside of some of her favorite books... he would find his name scribbled on the inside of almost all of them. He had been her fantasy, just as much as she had been for him, but she would not lead him on... Her life was not her own, not now, and not any time soon... Shadi needed her father, and her father needed her to work...

Isiat never struck her as the type of male to marry, either, and she could never see herself being with a man she didn't intend to marry- and she certainly wouldn't be having sex with a man before she was married to him, either. Her parents had taught her these morals, and soon, these morals would be all that was left of them.

"Ah, finally, they must be busy tonight." Isiat almost purred, drawing her attention from her somber thoughts. The scent of the food hit her nose hard and her stomach all but roared in excitement. It had been so long since she had decent food, she really couldn't remember...

The food had been as delicious as it looked, as Isiat had known it would be. It gave him an odd sense of pride to see Shadi eating the food he had provided for her, especially in the poor state she had let herself get in. He would be changing it, very soon. She deserved far better than she had in his opinion, even if he had to force the price of his benefits upon her.

The pair spent two hours catching up while Shadi sipped her wine, and the pair shared a slice of tiramisu, one of Shadi's favorite deserts in the whole world. She hadn't eaten the rich creamy coffee treat in years, and it made her face light up like the moon in the sky. As the night drew to a close, he paid for the entire bill, and wouldn't allow Shadi to even leave the tip. She was tipsy by then- and easy for him to talk over when he really wanted something enough.

He supported her on his arm as he led her back out to the front of the restaurant, waiting for the valet to bring the bulky black SUV to them. She was still giggling and blushing on her nose as she stumbled about with him. When his car finally did arrive, he had to help her climb up into the passenger's seat, her tipsiness and the SUV's height forcing her to clamber her way up into the car. He tipped the young male who had brought it to him, and quickly made his way around to the driver's side door, climbing in after her.

She looked pretty as a picture sitting across from him, and her eyes seemed to twinkle with delight as he drove beside the small feline. Shadi was absolutely elated at the night. She hadn't been out for anything nearly as fun as that in months, and it seemed to have taken so much of the weight off her shoulders. She smiled coyly, turning her head to face him, this close friend of hers. "I almost have to thank you for blackmailing me into this... I haven't had that much fun in years... not since mom..." She paused there, blushing sweetly as she reached across, lightly petting his paw atop the gear stick.

"Thank you..."

Isiat gave a quiet chuckle, almost nervously, reaching up to rub at his neck lightly. "I... Wouldn't thank me just yet..." His eyes never left the road as he turned down onto a dirt path that sloped upwards. For the first time since they had left, Shadi actually looked around, so caught up in everything she had neglected to notice where they were. But she knew one thing for sure...

"This isn't the way home Isiat..." The statement was almost a question in itself, but she felt that sense of dread well up in her throat again. She quickly realized that her gut feeling had been right all along. He wasn't taking her home at all. This was a road up to the lookout above the town, where he had taken her so many years ago, and first tried to convince her to be his.

And where she had told him "No"...