Semua Bab Kidnapped By Mate: Bab 21 - Bab 30

1. Parisian PicnicBELLEI ran down the street as fast as my legs could carry me, still clutching Grayson’s credit card in my hand. I thought I had seen a grocery store when we’d gotten out of the cab earlier, and thankfully I was right. That’s where I needed to go. I ran faster. I didn’t look behind me to see if Grayson was following. I had no doubt in my mind that he would catch me. In fact, I hoped he did. I had given up on getting away from him. But first, I had to make it to that grocery store. I crashed through the doors of the store and smiled brightly. It only took a second for me to feel arms wrap around my waist. I was tugged backward into a hard chest. “Where do you think you’re going?” Grayson growled in my ear. I turned to face him and wrapped my arms around his neck, smiling. He looked surprised by my display of affection. “It took you awhile to catch up,” I said. He tightened his arms around me. “I wanted to see where you would go.” “You weren’t afraid tha

1. Romance in the City of LightsBELLEOnce we’d had our coffees and croissants, Grayson and I wandered around the streets of Paris, chatting and watching as the city woke up. I was beginning to understand why Paris was considered to be such a romantic city. I can definitely imagine myself falling in love here. We walked all the way to the Notre-Dame cathedral and sat on the steps for a bit before going to a very fancy restaurant nearby for lunch. I felt odd sitting there in my jeans and sweater, but the food made up for any discomfort that I might have had. “Oh my God, that was amazing!” I said when I had finished. “I told you I would bring you to the best restaurant in Paris,” Grayson said. “Yeah, well, you weren’t lying.” Our waiter came by then and set down our check. “Whenever you’re ready,” he said in a thick French accent and then walked away. I reached for it, ready to pay whatever the cost as Grayson had paid for our food last night and our coffee this morning,

1. A Mother's SecretBELLEI could hear my heart beating in my ears as I ran down the streets of Paris to where I hoped my mother lived. I couldn’t stop looking behind me, waiting for Grayson to come around the corner and chase after me. But he never came. By a stroke of luck, I was able to slip into my mother’s building, and in very little time, I found myself standing in front of the door of her apartment. I knocked on the door quickly, hoping to God that someone would be home, otherwise this would all be for nothing. “Just one second!” I heard someone shout from the other side of the door. I nervously ran my sweaty palms over my jeans as I looked up and down the extremely fancy hallway, hoping I wasn’t about to see Grayson come up the steps behind me before I got the chance to talk to my mother. This place was really nice. I’d known that my mother’s husband was rich, but I hadn’t remembered her living somewhere this nice. The door opened and my mother stood in front of m

1. Midnight ConfessionsBELLE Neither of us said anything during the entire ride back to the hotel. Grayson kept me in his lap, alternating between nipping at the mark on my neck and licking the wound on my face. At first, I was completely disgusted by him licking my face, but one loud growl from him had me shutting right up. I’m sure our cab driver thought we were insane. I considered talking to him and trying to explain myself, but I couldn’t tell if he was mad at me or mad because I was hurt. Maybe it was both. I didn’t want to risk pissing him off even more. It took him the entire ride home to calm down. His body returned to normal, although his breathing was still ragged. Once at the hotel, he picked me up and carried me all the way to our room. We got a few strange looks on the way up, but nobody said anything, thankfully. In our room, he immediately brought me to the en suite bathroom and set me down on the counter. He stepped between my legs. “Kyle!” he yelled as

1. Awakening the Beast WithinBELLEThe next morning, I woke up to the feeling of Grayson squeezing the absolute life out of me from behind. I attempted to shift my weight to find a more comfortable position, but he was making it impossible with how tightly he was holding me. It wasn’t painful, but it was very uncomfortable. “Grayson,” I said, trying to wake him up. I rubbed his arms that were wrapped around me.“Grayson, wake up.” I noticed as I continued to caress him that his entire body was shaking and that long, dark hair was growing out of his skin. He was close to shifting. I couldn’t see his face, but I could feel his hot breath on my neck and hear his low growling in my ear. What was happening?He must have been dreaming. With every passing second, his grip was becoming tighter and tighter. I knew that I had to wake him up or he would literally squeeze me to death. I leaned down as far as I could and pressed a kiss to his arm, then another one. Small huffs came fr