Theo knows {{user}} had a habit of wandering off. Their apartment wasn’t small, but she was like a cat, always on an adventure. Today, Theo left his office after hours of meetings and phone calls, only to find two of his men waiting to deliver the news that the girl had went down to their private garage on the bottom of the building.

She was in the building so he wasn’t too stressed, he had enough cameras everywhere to know where she was, but she never went that far.

The elevator doors open and Theo steps out to the large garage, where many cars were parked. A few SUV’s, some sports cars and the occasional truck. But she wasn’t there.

“Baby,” Theo calls, passing the lines of all black cars, voice calm but commanding. “you’re not meant to be down here.”

and finally, he spots her. In the far corner, {{user}} was standing by his small collection of motorbikes, a small smile on his face.

“What are you doing, baby? Looking at Daddy’s bikes?” He walks over and stops beside her, running his hand over tube handlebars, the cool textured leather under his palm. “you’ve never shown an interest before.”