Fall In Love With Your Kidnapper Novels & Stories

“I love him.” The words slipped out before I could stop them. They felt true. Sophia’s face twisted with disgust. “Love? He kidnapped you. He used you. And you fell for it like a pathetic little girl.” “Maybe,” I admitted. “But he also fought for me. Protected me. He’s bleeding in a hospital bed right now because he wouldn’t let you take me.” Sophia stepped closer, eyes cold. “Then he’ll bleed more. I gave you until tomorrow night. That deadline still stands. Come to me willingly or I start sending pieces of the people you love. Starting with your precious Sarah.”

Sensing my gaze, Eugene struggled to turn to look at me. His eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope. His voice was hoarse. "Sherlyn, save me quickly." The scene was the same as in my previous life, and I clenched my fists tightly. So, I was reborn, back to ten years ago. The fear of falling from the high building and the suffocating pain still gripped my heart. Looking at the desperate plea for help in Eugene's eyes, I only felt hatred and ridicule. I thought, ”Eugene, this time, I will never interfere in your disgusting love game. You deserve to rot to death in this dark alley."

Jack spoke in a heavy tone, "I'm sorry." "I don't want your apologies," Ashley said, shaking her head. "No, you should apologize to me. You promised to always treat me well and give me a good explanation. Is this your explanation? Falling in love with the woman you used to hate?" She covered her chest and her breathing became heavy. "How could you? I was still waiting for you to marry me with all my heart, but you fell in love with the person who wanted to kill you years ago! Isn't that ironic? Have I not done well enough these years? Did I do something wrong? Or is there something about her that I can't compare to? I admit she's beautiful and comes from a good family. But what does she have

“First of all, I didn't waltz into your territory. Some freakishly large wolves dragged me here against my will.” I raised a brow. “That's actually how a kidnapping works, yes.” She ignored me. “Second of all, I didn’t even know who you are.” “Xavier BlackWood, the one and only.” “I know now!” she yelled this time. She wrinkles her nose and her face went through a series of rapid expressions — rage, then absolute horror. “I refuse.” I tilt my head. “You refuse what, exactly?” “This whole thing!” She gestured wildly between us. “You! This … this is a terrible idea.”

"You want me to make her fall in love with me again." "Not make her," Mira replied. "Awaken what never left."

“See? You are l too easy to rile up. But the point stands… I think with my cock when it comes to you. Only you.” I pushed at him again. “I don’t trust you. You have fucked me at every event, knowing I had a fiancé waiting.” His hand shot out, fingers wrapping firmly around my throat a bit too possessive, tilting my chin up so I had to meet his gaze. “Call him your fiancé again and see what happens. You are mine now. And yes, I think with my cock… because it’s been obsessed with this pussy for months.” He crashed his mouth against mine, biting my lower lip hard enough to sting. I gasped into the kiss, but he didn’t let go, deepening it until I was breathless and trembling.

"My father died. My mother left. Donatella hates me. Jovani died because he got caught in my world and you—" "I'm right here." He squeezed my hand gently. “And I want you to know that I'm not leaving you anytime soon.” "What happens when my world destroys you too? When Sergei comes back and you get caught in the crossfire? When loving me costs you everything?" "Lorenzo—" "I kidnapped you." The words tumbled out, raw and jagged. "I took you from your life. I made you fall in love with your captor and now you're so deep in my world you can't get out. What kind of person does that? What kind of monster—"

"I never stopped thinking about you. All these years, every decision I made, every move I took, it was all leading back to you." His touch was electric, a current that ran from his fingertips straight down my spine, and I had to physically force myself to step back and put some distance between us. "You kidnapped me. You ran me off the road and had your men drag me out of my car and blindfold me in a dark room with strange sounds playing through hidden speakers. That's not romantic. That's a felony."

"So our six months of peace... the lemons, the sea, the way you touched me... that was his design? I wasn't falling in love with you, Jinyan. I was falling into his trap, using your arms as the bait." "It was my choice!" Jinyan stepped toward me, his shadow swallowing me whole. He grabbed my waist, not with the tenderness of the villa, but with the raw, possessive grip of a man who felt his world slipping away. "He provided the means, yes. He gave me the coordinates of the villa. He told me how to mask our resonance. But the way I held you every night? The way I memorized the sound of your breath so I could breathe in sync with you? That was mine. It has always been mine."

“I’ll make you strip for me while I watch, make love to you until you're sore, and fvck you so hard you'll be shaking by the time I’m done, coming over and over for keeping me waiting this long.” A sharp breath left me, my body tingling at the intensity in his tone. There was no teasing in his voice. He meant every word. But what truly caught me off guard wasn’t the promise of passion. It was the fact that he had said ‘make love.’ before ‘fvck’ I swallowed hard, my chest tightening. The realization made my eyes sting, an unfamiliar emotion swelling within me. Without thinking, I rested my head against his chest, my fingers tightening around the fabric of his shirt. It wasn’t the most comfort