All Chapters of Kidnapping Madam Hills: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

The living room was modest and homely, the type of environment to place anyone at ease but Ramon Garcia was a far cry from being at ease.He paced the small confines of the living room, anxiety twisting his gut and worry filling his heart as he watched his sister.The eleven-year-old lay on the couch, her eyes barely open. The sunlight phased through the closed curtains and cast a hue on her pale skin that made her appear even more sickly.He watched her stifle a groan. Theresa did not want him to know she was in pain but he knew better and had to force his tears to stay at bay. The poor girl was going through what no child ever should.Sometimes he feared he would never get to see her play and boss him around. Loss had been a familiar companion to him but he knew losing his sister would kill him.She was restless but too tired to even toss and turn. The burden that came with the situation felt particularly unbearable today as he stared at the small pile of medical bills on the di

Hannah was a prisoner. It’s all she’s ever remembered being. First she was a prisoner to Theodore and now she was trapped in a secluded cabin, a captive of a strange man’s desperation.The room she was placed in resembled what she would envision as a peaceful retreat but all it was in this moment was a cold, confining space. Every creak of the floorboards, every rustle of leaves outside, every sound sent a shiver down her spine.She wondered if Theodore would be looking for her. She hoped he never found her and it came as no surprise that she was willing to pick this prison over his.Ultimately, she knew that she had to escape one way or another. Her plan was freedom and that had not changed.Ramon, though a kind man had come to realize his darker side. His desperation to save his sister had clouded his judgment, leading him to make a decision that his parents would not approve of.He had kidnapped Hannah, a woman he barely knew, and held her hostage. He hated waking every mor

The crystal's that hung on the chandelier overhead shone down on Theodore’s desk. All of his books and documents had been cleared off it. Theodore Hills' face, usually a mask of unbridled arrogance , was a picture of rage and a thundercloud of fury. Two largely built men in tailored suits, Marco and Silas, the guards that he had placed in charge of Hannah, stood frozen, their eyes darting nervously between the floor, the table and their employer's seething rage. For a moment, Theodore sat glaring at both of them. His emotions ranging from disgust to utter disappointment to anger. It had been about two weeks since Hannah escaped his grasp and the fact that she was able to fool both of his most trusted bodyguards infuriated him. "You two are a special kind of stupid, are you aware? How do you manage to go through the day with a shared brain cell?" He asked, his voice low and menacing. "Sir... we had no idea that the madam would...." Marco, one of the guards attempted