Joey looked at the man in front of him with wide eyes. He tried to free himself from the chair to which he was bound, but the ropes were to tight.

"What do you want?" His breath shook.

The man was silent, circling him. Joey felt like prey to a lion. The man stopped behind him and spoke into his ear.

"I want my Lauren back."

Joey and Lauren were sat together, kissing fiercely, passionately, in his bed. Suddenly Lauren shot up. "Did you hear that?" She breathed.

Joey cocked his head at her. "No..." He said slowly. "Hear what?"

"That noise, like a camera clicking."

"It was probably nothing babe, c'mon lay down. You're just tense cos of all the crap at home. Let me take care of you."

Lauren smiled at him and laid down. "Well, to ease me up, why don't you gimme a massage?" She asked lowly.

Joey grinned and helped Lauren out of her top. "Your wish is my command." He chuckled as lauren lay on her front.

Neither noticed the pair of eyes at the window, or felt the glare that would've pierced Joey's skin.