Belinda's P.O.V
"Dave!!" I called in shock.
"Love." He answered.
"Where am I?" I asked, my hands and legs still tied up.
"Did you just kidnap me?" I asked.
"Because this is what it looks like." I added.
"I wanted it to be a surprise." He explained.
"Surprise!! You should have untied me already if that is what it was!" I yelled.
"What are you talking about? I can never do such a horrible thing to you. Bel I love you." He explained.
"Oh please! Love my foot. Untie me!" I demanded.
"You are beginning to annoy me and I don't like it!" He said.
"Dave please, I'm begging you to please untie me. I'm hurting and I feel my hands and legs are all bruised." I pleaded.
"Fine, Fine! I'll untie you but you won't be stepping out of this house until our wedding! You won't be using your phone anymore! You are mine and only mine!" Dave instructed.
"Mum you're spending the night, right?" I remembered my son's request.
