Abduction Romance Novels & Stories

--- The prototype’s hand still hovered near hers. --- Close. --- Too close. --- A single movement away from something irreversible. --- Connection. --- Trust. --- Hope. --- Elena looked at it— --- At him— --- And something inside her shifted again. --- Not softer. --- Not weaker. --- Stronger. --- Colder. --- Her hand didn’t rise to meet his. --- It lowered. --- Slowly. --- Deliberately. --- Breaking the moment before it could fully form. --- Adrian’s voice came sharp.

When her words fell, I saw Nathan’s face immediately light up with excitement. His breathing quickened, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm. He was about to reach for Bianca’s hand when she said, "I’m going to get engaged to the heir of the Sutherland Corporation soon. Your blessings are appreciated!" Everyone except for Nathan cheered and clapped for her. His hand froze in midair, trembling slightly. His face turned pale, and there was not a hint of color.

His hand kneading my breast reliving it of the tender pain. "Akshay, we.. are supposed to go out." I somehow managed to force out the words. "Some other time." He mumbled while peppering kisses down my neck and our date which was supposed to be a romantic gateway in Venice was spent in bed in throes of passion and love. --XX--

But now, every part of me hated Ethan. Desperation filled his eyes as he grabbed my hand. "I'll be better—a thousand times better. If you don't want me to see Bella, I won't. I'll cut all ties with her." He swallowed, talking faster. "And the wedding—we can redo it. Tomorrow, if that's what you want. Grace, please, don't look at me like that. I swear, I love you. This was all a misunderstanding." I pulled my hand away, biting my lip to hold back a scream. "If you loved me, would you have left me at the altar because she called? Humiliated me like that? Just stop."

Whyyy “What?” I whimpered. “She’s a slut, she's here to put asunder, take her out of here!” A woman shot up, pointing to the door with a look as grave as a decayed body. “Cormac, how could you do this to me, I love you, why?” I cried, straining my eyes to meet with his green ones. But they were not……..green. They were blue. Adrenaline was cursing through my veins and my thoughts were barely intact. I could be imagining things.

' Xander said, "From now on, no matter what, we should communicate rationally. Neither of us is allowed to mention words like 'divorce' anymore." Abigail knew the word "divorce" was particularly hurtful. She responded, "Okay. I promise I won't simply mention the word 'divorce' again." Upon hearing her promise, Xander hugged her tightly. 'It's so great to be able to hug her!' He hugged her so tightly that Abigail felt a little suffocated. She moved a little and accidentally pulled open his shirt, revealing his strong, sexy chest. She lifted her eyes and noticed a few scars of varying depths on his chest. The wounds looked quite fresh. So, Abigail believed they were recent injuries.

"I can understand with you, girl. Even I am hella confused. Okay let me rewind everything. So, Luca married you for revenge against your father, but won't tell you exactly what your father did to warrant that. And then he made sure your parents would never contact you again, told you to break up with your boyfriend, and then trapped you in his house. But then in the mansion he doesn't even talk to you and treats you like garbage all the time. But somehow you started to develop feelings for him—" "Hey, I didn't say I have feelings for him. I don't think so," I corrected her. "It's purely just a physical attraction." Abby still looked unconvinced but nodded. "Okay, you developed a purely phys

Gently, she traces her hand down to his underneath, while she gently rubbed his groins. Reuben tried to resist her, but her collagen drives him crazy that he couldn't resist the temptation in front of him. She unclad herself and bend slowly on her knees. “I know you want me just like how I want you, but will you hurt my feelings and ruin this happy moments with your stupid loyalty?” Abigail said. Reuben just stared at her, feeling baffled while his already hard erected cork stand up in fury. “Look what we have over there,” Abigail said, pointing to his cork.

“Before I do something stupid.” “That sounds wise,” Vincent said. But as I took my first two steps toward the door, the world tilted. My legs wobbled, the balcony seeming to sway beneath me, and I staggered forward, a gasp escaping my lips as I pitched toward the floor. Strong arms caught me, pulling me close before I could fall. “Easy,” he said quietly. Vincent's grip was steady, his body pressing against mine in the sudden rescue. I looked up, our faces inches apart, and time stretched. His breath mingled with mine, warm and laced with the faint tang of champagne. I could feel the rapid thump of his heartbeat against my chest, mirroring the wild rhythm of my own.

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