Kidnapped a Don for Christmas

Elysande’s POV I am on my way home from work. Everything around me feels like Christmas. The Christmas lights are bright, and the big Christmas tree in the center of our city makes me want to celebrate my favorite holiday. I always loved Christmas as a child. I cannot wait to tell Mark that we are going away for Christmas, and I'm going to surprise him by taking him to the little cabin in the woods where my grandmother and grandfather used to live. I loved going there every year. The little cabin is always covered in snow during Christmas, and that is what Christmas is about: snow, family, and love. The radio is playing softly in my car. It’s playing Christmas music. Mariah Carey is singing “All I Want for Christmas Is You.” I sing along as I drive home with my heart full of love. Mark Bloom is my fiancé. I am going to tell him tonight. Our bags are packed, and I have hidden them in the little closet downstairs. I am a happy woman. Mark is the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. I am going to surprise him tonight. I stop at a local restaurant and order us some food. I am not one of the best cooks you can find. Mark knows that, and that is why he never worries about me cooking for him. I am really excited to get home and surprise him. I cannot wait to see his face. Tonight I’m telling him that we’re driving to the cabin in the woods. I know he enjoys these things as much as I do. I have never been so in love in my life. I never thought I would fall in love with somebody like Mark. Normally, I would not say he is my type. He is shorter than the men I usually date, and he is much more full of himself. He also spends more time in front of the mirror than I do. However, I do know one thing. I have fallen in love with him, and I cannot wait to spend our first Christmas together. I arrive at home. I cannot wait to surprise him. I sneak inside. I’m first going to decorate the whole table so that it looks like a Christmas table. I want it to be a surprise for him. I want it to look like a present because I can’t wait to tell him that we are going away. I wonder where he is. He must be upstairs working. I am not going to bother him until I am finished. My heart is beating quickly. I kick off my shoes and sneak upstairs. I bought this house last year, and Mark moved in with me because his parents told him to move out as he was spending too much time on cars and other luxuries. I believe he could have bought himself a house by now. I know he cannot help himself. He likes to buy himself presents like very expensive clothing and very expensive cars. I know that one day he will become more responsible when we get married. As I sneak upstairs, I hear giggles coming from our room. What the hell is going on? Is Mark entertaining somebody in our room? Does he have a girlfriend there because he thought I was going to work late? I do not know. Maybe it’s my sister. I asked my sister to come live here while we are gone and look after the house. Maybe he is only entertaining Andrea and showing her around. “Slow down, Andrea,” I hear Mark laugh. “You’re going way too fast.” I feel like an i***t for suspecting Mark. I know he will not cheat on me, especially not with my sister or someone I know. I want to surprise both of them because they did not think I was coming home. I hope my sister does not want to stay for dinner because I only have dinner for two, and I want to be alone with my fiancé. However, when I open the door, I don’t know who is more shocked—them or me. My sister is naked on top of my fiancé. No, please, this cannot be. I cannot handle this right now. It feels like my whole world is falling apart. It feels like my heart is shattering inside me. I can only stare at first. I am too shocked to talk. “What is going on here? I…” I stumble over my own words, “I can’t believe the two of you!” “Elsa, this is not what you think. Please, I can explain. Mark and I fell in love, and we… we cannot help it. I know this must be a shock for you,” Andrea says. But Mark jumps out of the bed and pushes her away from him. He has one foot in his pants and is trying to get them on while explaining everything. “Elsa, baby, it’s not what you think. I don’t love her. I was just using her because she was easy. She came here, and she seduced me. I don’t know if she knew you were coming home early. Honey, baby, please… listen to me,” Mark says. I can hardly see through my eyes. I am trying very hard to keep the tears from running down my cheeks. If it is the last thing I do, I will not allow these two to see me crying. I can see on Andrea’s face that she is enjoying every moment of this. I know it is because she hates me. She wanted to run the family business, but my father never wanted to give it to her because he believed she was not capable. I know she hates me for that, and she hated me for having a successful career because her career is almost over. I grab the ring from my finger and throw it on the floor in front of Mark. I take a picture of the two of them while Mark is still trying to get his pants on, so that everybody will know what they have done. I am not going to allow my sister to blame this on me. My mother and father always think she is the little angel and that I am the jealous one because she is a model, and I am only a normal businesswoman who doesn’t look like my beautiful sister. They do not know about her jealousy of me. They do not know how she is always trying to make me look like the i***t, and they always believe her when she turns on her fake crocodile tears. “I… I can’t deal with this right now. When I come back, I want you out of my house, Mark. I don’t want to see you ever again. And you, Andrea. I don’t have a sister anymore. If you are not out of my house by the time I return, I will show everybody what I saw, my little sister. I’m going to send this photo to Mother and Father. Get out of my life. I don’t ever want to see either of you again,” I say. I walk slowly down the stairs. I grab my bags and walk to my car. I will drive all night to get away from them. As I drive through the city, I do not see the Christmas lights anymore. I do not see the Christmas tree, and I do not feel happy. The Christmas music on the radio is irritating me now. I will go to the cabin and spend the holiday alone. The dinner for two is forgotten on the table, and I hope they will enjoy it at my expense.