Dreaming Of Being Kidnapped By A Stranger นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Fighting my rising nausea, I sat up and reached for the edges of the stranger's jacket. "Please I never volunteered for this. Please let me go." The stranger frowned at me. "What do you mean?" Maybe if I was able to explain the situation to him. Explain how little I knew of it and how I had been drugged, maybe he would let me go. I held on to him tighter. "I think I was kidnapped—" The man brushed off my hold on him, his frown even more pronounced now. "That doesn't matter to me. You have been purchased. You must perform your duties."

Kendrick, however, shamelessly approached and placed his hand on the person's waist, whispering, "What did I dream about just now? Why did it startle me?" This was the first time Annabelle called his name in her dream, and Kendrick was very happy and eager to know what she dreamt about. Annabelle naturally wouldn't tell him that she dreamt of him leaving with another woman, let alone act like a hypersensitive woman and inquire about that phone number ending in "68". So she said angrily, "I dreamt that you were kidnapped." A woman, whose face was unclear and whether she was a little fairy or a big goddess was unknown, was kidnapped.

she shouts down the phone. "Yas, I..." I glance at Demitri and walk further away so he can't hear me. "I was fuckin' kidnapped," I whisper, and she laughs. "Wait, you're serious? He actually returned and kidnapped you?" "Yes, last night, and I'm still here now as I fell asleep apparently instead of going home." I still can't believe I fell asleep in some stranger's house. "So, I need to know, was it quick like last time or..."

I was taken aback by this little action and I wondered if he was indeed my kidnapper. "I'm afraid I'll have to let you sleep again." He said and placed a wet cloth over my nose. Oh, now he was a kidnapper! My body became numb as sleep overtook me and I found myself dreaming of the stranger at the party. ~Three hours later~ I woke up with a jolt as beads of sweat glided effortlessly down my body. My mind was no longer unclear and the headache had subsided. I had been kidnapped and it scared the hell out of me. I was still in the carriage but we weren't moving anymore. This could only mean that we were far away from Boulderstall.

Confusion and a sense of urgency washed over me, propelling me to quickly rise from the bed. Struggling to piece together the fragments of my memory, I searched for any clues that could shed light on my current situation. And then it hit me like a lightning bolt Jake. The memory of him attacking me flooded my mind, sending shivers down my spine. Fear and unease gripped my heart, as I grappled with the realization that I had been kidnapped.

It was time to report this incident, but before she could speak into her communication mic, pain blooms at the back of her head, sending her sprawling to the ground. -=- ‘Mommy? Daddy? Where am I? Help!!! Please let me go! I didn’t do anything wrong. Please!’ Clara was inside her dream. She was looking at her younger self during the time she was kidnapped. Carmen was crying, pleading with whoever will listen to her. The kidnappers knocked her out earlier when they took her, and now they have tied her to a chair, blindfolded. A blurred image of the boss passed by her covered vision. ‘Shut up! I’m going to hit you again if you keep on screaming. Gag her up, I’m tired of her ugly whiny voice.’

From the sound of the waves outside, it seemed we were by the seaside. Despite feeling dizzy, I tried to think of a way to escape. Maybe they were planning to kill me or do something terrible! I should have known better! I shouldn't have left home if I had known this would happen! I attempted to find something to break the chain, but everything I tried seemed futile. My hand just hurt from the constant banging. The door opened, and the man responsible for my kidnapping entered. He was wearing a tight sleeveless shirt and shorts. His appearance was captivating with his poker face and messy hair.

I clamped my eyes shut hoping to resume the salivating thoughts of dicks drumming into me. That was when they grabbed me. I tried to scream yet thick and heavy hands clamped over my mouth. My eyes strained to see the face of the intruder but it was pointless. And as I struggled to break free from whoever was grabbing me, a sharp hit hit my neck and everything went pitch dark again. ********* When I woke up, I didn't recognize the place where we were. And I didn't recognize any of the faces around me. Then did I realize that I had been kidnapped.

A man with strange mask sprayed something on my face and next I knew everything was blacking out. ________________ “Sold!” My eyes groggily opened at the loud sound the mike. A headache shot in my side of forehead and I was quick to grab it. Suddenly someone threw water on my face and my eyes jerked open with a gasp. A man stood in front of me. I scared tried to pull back but the wall hit me hard on the head. He picked me up by my forearm and dragged me along with him. I started to tremble in fear. I was kidnapped and among unknown people whose motive was hidden completely. Suddenly he removed the red curtains that were draped on the entrance. With quick steps, he walked dragging me along. M

Brit asked in a shaky voice. “Shh,” she whispered. She had just gripped the rope when the van door wrenched open. And the last person she had expected to see on this side of the tracks stood on the other side, highlighted by the moonlight. It was the crazy stranger from the hotel, still in his expensive suit. Her heart started hammering for a different reason as he looked into her eyes for what felt like an eternity. “Layla?” Only her sister’s voice brought her out of her head. What was she even thinking? They’d been kidnapped and almost trafficked, but she was thinking about getting naked with the cold stranger instead of taking care of her sister.