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All Chapters of Accidentally Kidnapping The Mafia Boss : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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KATHERINE My heart was heavy as I lifted the glass to my lips. It was too early for some tequila, but it was the only thing that was keeping me inches away from running mental, from not acting impulsively on the rage that was eating me up from the inside out.The harder I tried not to think about it, the more persistent the memory was bent on tormenting me. Silas had told me that he would be getting married.I had instantly laughed so hard that I almost bent over from the force of it. It was my first reaction. It had to be a big joke. Nothing more. It was impossible that it could be anything more or so, I thought. I had been with this man for three years. Invested my time, invested my love, and invested my future too to the point that I couldn't phantom my future without him in it. There was no future without him. I had allowed myself to get pregnant twice when he excitedly told me that he was ready to start a family and settle down with me.I had gotten rid of it when he told me t

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KATHERINE I wondered if I belonged in an asylum. It was an odd thought but at the same time. It was up for question. No one should feel this sort of excitement from holding someone captive against their own will. Maybe it was the by-product of revenge. The adrenaline that flows through your veins when you find your thirst is on the verge of being satisfied.Whatever guilt that I felt, clawing at the bottom of my stomach, I ignored it. I tried not to dwell or linger on it for longer than necessary. This was the man who thought it was okay to dump me after three years of giving my life to him. I didn't get off hurting people. I wasn't some sick psycho who liked hurting people on the side for fun, but when it came to Silas, it was very much deserved.I finally arrived at the abandoned garage where I knew they would be waiting for me. The location blended in.It wouldn't be a prime location for suspicion, and to anyone, it was just an abandoned mechanic shop that had been shut down f

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KATHERINE Unfamiliar green eyes stared at me. My heart paused in a state of frenzy as I stared at them. I froze. Whatever I had been about to say died on the tip of my tongue. Davis stood beside me. He looked as perplexed as I was. I turned towards him. I was definitely going to murder him. “What the fuck have you done?” I spat. If I was filling rage then. Then there was certainly no word available to describe whatever I was feeling now. “We followed your instructions. He was exactly the way you described him to be and he was where you said he was, at the flower shop,” David stuttered a bit in his words. It was obvious whatever confidence he had disappeared right out the window.“Buying flowers for my sick mother. Apparently, I didn't know that was such a crime,” the man said.We snapped out of whatever argument that Davis and I were having and I turned to raise an eyebrow at him. It was then that I took my time to really look at him.My gaze was fixated on his strong jaw lines a

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KATHERINE There was no word transparent enough to describe how I felt. My heart was racing, but at the same time, I didn't have it in me to care. I didn't care if I was going to live or die. I didn't care about the possibility of surviving this heartache. I felt.. lifeless. The hopelessness lingered over me endlessly, and there was no way to shake it off. The text I received from last night still lingered in my memory ‘I'm watching you.’At the back of my mind, I was positive that I knew who it was, but I decided to stick to denial. Denial was certainly going to give me the reprieve that I needed from the anxiety that tugged at the bottom of my stomach. I clutched the bottle in my left hand tightly. My throat burned from the tequila that I had gulped down a few seconds ago. My senses were already beginning to dull. I didn't know how long it was going to be before I gave it into the darkness and collapsed against the bed of the floor. Any of the options were welcome, and I certain

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KATHERINE The first thing I could register was the constant pounding in my head. My throat was dry, and breathing could be considered as an exercise. The darkness behind my eyesight was enough to send me into panic. With the way my bones were screaming in protest. There was absolutely nothing that I could do about it. I'm never laying my finger on another bottle of alcohol ever again. Don't lie to yourself. You know you're going to pick it back up at the slightest chance that your sense recovery. The surface of my bed felt so warm. I wasn't sure that I wanted to stand up. Not if I could help it. From the looks of it, I was going to remain in it for a long time. It took me a moment to register the silence before I heard footsteps. My brows furrowed in confusion. Nobody was supposed to be in here apart from me. Maybe I was plunged into some sort of dream. My delusions were beginning to get the better of me. The effects of the alcohol might not be waving off after all. I closed m

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KATHERINE My heart threatened to burst out of my chest as I struggled to look at him. The difference in our heights made me feel so irrelevant. It made me feel so small and at the end of the day. There was nothing that I could say or do about it. I couldn't tell if it was fear or if it was intrigue, but my heart clenched with something that I couldn't entirely decipher as he towered over me effortlessly.I was tempted to beg him to just give me a few minutes. But apparently, my pride was more than my desperation as I looked at him, and at the end of the day, the word ‘Please’ remained lodged in the back of my throat.I closed my eyes and sighed as I tried to gather my thoughts together.“What is it? Cat suddenly got your tongue,” he leaned in further. He made no effort to conceal the mockery in his voice.Even though it stung, he didn't need to know that. I fought very hard to maintain a neutral expression. “I'm not sure I know what you're talking about,” I leaned my head to the s

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KATHERINE My heart threatened to burst out of my chest as I struggled to look at him. The difference in our heights made me feel so irrelevant. It made me feel so small and at the end of the day. There was nothing that I could say or do about it. I couldn't tell if it was fear or if it was intrigue, but my heart clenched with something that I couldn't entirely decipher as he towered over me effortlessly.I was tempted to beg him to just give me a few minutes. But apparently, my pride was more than my desperation as I looked at him, and at the end of the day, the word ‘Please’ remained lodged in the back of my throat.I closed my eyes and sighed as I tried to gather my thoughts together.“What is it? Cat suddenly got your tongue,” he leaned in further. He made no effort to conceal the mockery in his voice.Even though it stung, he didn't need to know that. I fought very hard to maintain a neutral expression. “I'm not sure I know what you're talking about,” I leaned my head to the si

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KATHERINEThat voice.It slid into the room like smoke, curling through my thoughts, heavy and impossible to ignore.I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. My skin already recognized the shift in the air. The fine hairs at the back of my neck prickled, my stomach tightening as though bracing for impact.The stranger from my bedroom, the man who had stood too close, spoken too softly, and yet managed to make every word feel like a threat.He leaned against the living room doorway as though he’d been there for minutes, watching.His posture was relaxed, but his presence wasn’t. It was dense, oppressive, like the air before a summer storm. His hands were shoved deep into his pockets, his gaze travelling lazily over the room over me.“Who the hell are you?” Silas’s voice cracked through the silence, sharp and protective.The stranger didn’t answer right away. His gaze shifted to Silas, and there was something slow and deliberate in the way his eyes moved like he was sizing him

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KATHERINEThe ringing in my ears faded slowly, like smoke clearing after a fire.Silas’s voice cut through first, “Katty—” His breath was ragged, his hand pressed against his arm where blood seeped through his sleeve. Not gushing, not fatal, but enough to leave him pale and furious.I stumbled toward him. “You’re hurt—”“I’m fine.” The lie was sharp, biting. He jerked his arm out of my reach, his jaw clenching. His eyes, though, weren’t on me. They were locked on the stranger.The stranger stood there, unnervingly composed, as though the chaos hadn’t touched him. His chest rose slowly, steady, his hands bare of blood, his gaze fixed on me like I was the only person in the room.“You should take care of that,” he said to Silas, almost casual.Silas’s nostrils flared. “And leave her with you?”The stranger tilted his head. “She doesn’t seem as scared as you want her to be.”My lips parted, but nothing came out. He was right, I wasn’t trembling, I wasn't screaming. I should’ve been. Inst

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KATHERINEThe house felt emptier than it ever had before.After the door shut behind him, the echo clung to the walls, refusing to fade. My pulse had slowed, but the ghost of it still rattled in my chest. I wanted to believe I could breathe again, that I was relieved he was gone, but my lungs refused to agree.Instead, every inhale was shallow, shaky, like I was still holding onto the air he’d left behind.Christophe.The name pulsed in my head, uninvited. He hadn’t spoken to me, not yet. But when Silas stormed out earlier, when rage and desperation blurred in his voice, the stranger’s expression had shifted just briefly like a flicker of lightning in a storm. And in that flicker, the name had surfaced. Christophe.Because I had a faint, resurfaced memory of introducing himself the night he barged into my house. I had been drunk shitless so of course, I couldn't remember, and this morning, I had been consumed with the intense hangover from last night and the panic of Silas being he

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