Novel & Cerita Captivity

“I'm not gay okay, I love women of all kinds so why in the world would you ask me to seduce a man?” “Because it's the only way you'll ever leave this house, unless you're better off as a puppet than the owner of the city's biggest bank.” "You are telling me," I said slowly, "to seduce my captor in order to escape my captivity?" "I'm telling you it's the only door in this house that isn't locked." Across the gym, Lorenzo turned. His eyes went directly to me, like he always knew exactly where I was in whatever space he occupied, and I felt that look arrive somewhere in my chest with a thud I had absolutely no language for and no intention of examining.

Eleven years of love, trauma, secrets, and passion culminating in this: me, tied up in the presidential suite of a luxury cruise ship, surrounded by the three men I love and fear most in the world. They’re not letting me go. Not until I surrender completely. Or until I break. Zion captures my mouth in a brutal, possessive kiss. The ship sails onward, taking me farther and farther from any chance of escape. I am, more than ever… Captive to them.

It doesn’t matter anyway as long as he's with me. When he's near me I felt safe. Like everything else is non-existent. I stopped dead. What about the thing he unceremoniously attached to my ear? Is he going to remove it? What if he does? Would I run? No, I would not run. If being Alaric's captive means safety from my family and my fiancé then I rather stay with him. And besides, this place already felt home. That makes me his willing prisoner. Do I want to stay? Yes.

My Captor *** (Amber POV) Because of my stupidity so I am now imprisoned. And this man in front of me now is the one who locked me up. My captor. I used to consider him an older brother, but after all, he did. Far be it from me to consider him a brother anymore. Tsss. I stared at the chain wrapped around my leg. He removed the rope from my hand and chained my right foot to the railings of the balcony.

She would run mad. Her smile had already wiped off her face at that point because of the dark thoughts she was having and when she looked at her captor, she saw that he was watching her with an odd look. They held each other’s eyes. Greens on greys. Captor and captive. She was here against her will. He kept her in a cell, fed her scraps, prevented her from having baths and had almost cut off her hand before. He hated her and wanted absolutely nothing to do with her. She hated him too, but why did she want to run toward him and not away from him whenever she saw him?

"Oh okay." The more realization settled within me, the more my tears threatened to spill and I didn't want to cry. I didn't want him to see me cry again, that would show him that his plan is working. I couldn't imagine a life of captivity waiting patiently for when your captor agrees to take your life and end your misery while meeting your family on the other side as the only flicker of happiness existing within you. It wouldn't take long before we reach his kingdom and his plan begins to unfold. I wonder whom he would kill first and how he was going to end their life and how he would choose to end me when he was done with them.

So, what the h*ck, right? To avoid upsetting her current mood, she chose to disregard the thought. She picked up a slice of pizza and, of course, with elegance, ate it while gazing at the wonderful surroundings. As it appears that she is still living in luxury and not being punished while in captivity, she is at a loss to understand what Greg actually wants. Except for the boredom because she doesn't have access to the internet, friends, or cousins. Her abductor provides her with perks, so even though she is now a captive, she can maintain a comfortable life.

“So you mean you aren’t after my body? Isn’t that the reason why you kidnapped me?” “Hush now baby girl, if you say it like that the readers might misunderstand. I didn’t kidnap you, I’m only holding you captive to keep your father on his toes to pay me back. Besides, I have no use for your body and if I wanted a plaything, there are lots of maids in this house and not only that, I can get any girl I want to, moreover you don’t suit my fantasy.” He paused. “But that doesn’t mean I can’t do what I want with you. You are mine at least until your father completes the debts before the days run out. So if I were you, I would start praying he returns on time because this man right here sitting bef

I guessed right I'm just like a pawn in a Maths game and I walked into the trap directly but no I am not giving up. Surely my father is one of the wealthiest businessmen in the city, and Mat's men must have known they could get a fortune if they held me for ransom. But I am not going to let that happen. I know my father would pay any amount but being held captive like that was too much. I had to act, or I would be forced to live the life of a hostage.

Came Safari's lively voice coming in through the speaker. "No, I want something else for me to succeed in this mission." "Sing it out. What the fuck is that?" - Safari Discord's voice shook a little. "They...they need you to release the people you held captive from the 30th of last month." Safari's response was expected. "Are you a freaking bastard cunt for real? How could... How could you even let him demand that much? You if all people know that I don't release my captive. They've seen a lot to live and if they live, it means they'll get their revenge and put me in a whole new level of deep shit. Do you want that for me?" Safari took a breather because he had said his words way too fast.