Emotional Hostage の小説・ストーリー

“Look, they wanted to break you. Cut some things if he takes me out. If he makes you look like a criminal, he could have control over my hotel and the company. But this… they never expected me to escape. And that is going to be their mistake.” “Edward, I can’t do this alone. I need to call somebody.” “You’re not alone. Look, how about I call Bryan? You can trust Bryan, right? I mean, you’re acting like you can’t trust anyone.” “Eloise, I’ve been held hostage for close to two days. I’m scared. And if they come here and trace me to this place, they will kill you or Selena.”

“Are you—” I shook my head. “My wrists… they tied me. I think I’m okay.” He turned, barking into his comms. “Secure the hostage. Medical team to the southeast corner. One male, one female. Non-combatants.” His arm slipped behind my back as he helped me stand. My knees wobbled. He didn’t let go. “You came,” I whispered, not sure if I was speaking to him or the universe. He nodded once, jaw tight. “Of course I did.”

Liam pointed at Jona with his pen, “is being held hostage to secure his dirty secret.” Gage ran a hand over his face and winced at the ache in his wrist. Martin stepped back into the room, looking ashy. The way he fisted his phone had Gage rising to his feet. “That hostage is my daughter, and I’ll do anything to save her.” Ambassador Durant leaned forward, directing her next words to the now pale RSO. “We’ll secure private transport if necessary. Find us the resources. And—” Suddenly recognizing his distress, she paused. “Martin, what’s wrong?”

He nodded then turned back to Amber, “Are you ready to try and stand Love? There’s a couch in Grayson’s office you can lie on. And I’ll get you some water.” “Yes. No further delays on my account Leo. Let’s get down to business.” He helped her stand. Amber felt a bit off-kilter but that was to be expected. To be expected from both the dehydration and the shock she’d just been given. Grayson Godwin was a hostage. One billion dollars was the price they’d set on his life. But looking at Leo and his resolute look, it wouldn’t have matter if Grayson’s ransom was triple that, the chef would find a way.

Alex installed a tracking device on Aria's belongings secretly. Five days ago, Alex received a report from his men, several people were watching Aria from a distance. Since then, Alex often took the time to attach tracking devices to Aria's belongings. After Aria was kidnapped, Alex did not remain silent. He had his men track down where the kidnapper had taken Aria, and they had found the exact location. For a moment, Alex restrained himself. He also wanted Lucas to maintain the existing boundaries.

Keagan’s P.O.V “Smile now baby, the world is going to think I’m holding you hostage.” Emma’s hands brushed over mine as she gave me such a dazzling smile that could harm the blind. “I don’t see the difference between blackmail and hostage taking.” I snapped back, spreading my lips in what I hoped resembled a smile. Another light flashed before our eyes and my heart clenched as William and Wilhelmina flinched, clinging to me even harder. “You’ve gone nuts, Emma. don’t you care about your own damned children? Putting them through this!”

“I don’t say things I don’t mean. Whether you believe it or not is not my concern.” He stands there, so haughty, so certain. As if what he’s proposing should be something I’m grateful for. "So this is your strategy,” I say. “You tell yourself you’re the good guy, then wait for Stockholm Syndrome to do the rest.” My fingers curl as my nails dig into my palms. “Why use brute force when you can just wait for your hostage to develop an emotional bond with you anyway, right?” At last, his control slips. Anger flashes across his face before he goes cold again.

He pointed at the TV screen. It's the footage of his father's rescue and on the top right is the footage of Damien's arrest. "Wow! Brennan has the perfect operation," Heath said while his eyes focused on TV. "It's world news. People will know that Damien Hansen is a devil," I commented. "True sweetheart, he will have his life imprisonment," he replied.

"When they told me we were getting a hostage, I pictured someone older. Someone harder." "Sorry to disappoint." "Don't be. Eat your eggs before they get cold." She told him, in the careful way that people share information when they know they shouldn't, that Emeric had been running the syndicate for seven years and that the estate had housed various forms of collateral before, but never for longer than a few months. She told him that Emeric was fair in his own way, which Tobin understood to mean fair by the standards of men who operated outside the law. She also told him that Emeric had asked about him twice since his arrival, which was twice more than he had asked about any previous hostage

“This is not up for debate.” “And what about him?” she asked, jerking her chin toward Alessio. “He doesn’t want this either. Why should I agree to be his hostage?” For the first time, Alessio spoke. “You’re not a hostage,” he said, calm and controlled. “You’re a solution.” The room went still. Emilia blinked. “I’d rather burn.” He stood, slowly, deliberately. “Then you’ll burn in my house. At my table. Wearing my name.”