Falling In Love With Kidnapper Novels & Stories

If I go any deeper, will I ever reach an end? I hope I don't. I love this. I love my life. I love that I encountered Alessandro Valante. I love that we had a weird, very crazy journey. I love that we gave in to the attraction between us. I love that I didn't run away from it. Well... I do not love that I had to face a brutal kidnapping, but I love that the aftermath has revealed to me every beautiful element of Alessandro's personality and the love he has for me.

I have lost myself in the pleasure of his presence and closed my eyes to feel the moment when I heard something that just tore my eyes with fresh hot tears, "I am sorry, Amara. I am really very sorry. I never meant to hurt you. Yep, it was a plan to become friends with you and seek advantage of your intelligence as you were the God damn topper of the class. It was a plan that I made with my friends but trust me, Falling in love was not a plan. Yes, Amara... I love you. " He chuckled.

Dylan didn’t want to understand which was something she couldn’t quite wrap her head around on. Her mind traveled to her kidnap and Parker coming to save her. It was the most terrific yet beautiful thing she had ever experienced. It was terrific in the sense that she had felt immense fear while being in captivity with the kidnappers. She had feared that she would never make it out alive because the threats she had received from them were enough to last her a lifetime.

The next thing I knew, Moreno was on one knee. My eyes widened in shock as he knelt down in front of me, pulling a small box from his pocket. I gasped as he opened the box, revealing a very beautiful diamond ring. "I love you," he said, looking up at me. "I love you more than anything, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me Isabella?" I couldn't speak, I could only nod as tears of joy ran down my face. "Yes," I whispered, my voice was barely audible, but I knew he could hear me. "Yes, I'll marry you."

To myself. I love Chase Olympus. My captor. My salvation. And somewhere tonight, the man I love is missing. Maybe hurt. Maybe bleeding. Maybe dying. And for the first time since I escaped him, I realize something far more terrifying than being kidnapped by Chase Olympus. The possibility that I might lose him forever.

"You know that’s the reason I came. You said you’d let him go if I came. So where is he?" He chuckled. "Ah, ah, ah. I want to believe it’s because you were too busy working as a nurse that you never had time to watch movies. Don’t you know this is always a trap? The kidnapper promises to trade one hostage for another, and in the end, both of you end up prisoners." My heart dropped. My eyes widened in shock. No—no, this couldn’t happen. I couldn’t let it happen. We had to get out of here.

However, Declan controlled my waist with his hands. "Hooligan!" I couldn't move him and cursed. Instead of getting angry, he laughed and said, "Didn't you love hooligans before?" “I was indeed blind at that time. Didn't you also love a kidnapper?" The kidnapper was Vanessa. This was an eternal pain in our hearts.

She sobbed like a fragile flower in the rain. Seeing her like this, Simon relented. "Don't cry. My mom likes you so much. I will marry you, for sure." He couldn't escape from this engagement, no matter what. "But what about you? Do you love me? I've never wanted anyone else's affection but yours." Kimberly leaned in and kissed him passionately. Her desire was palpable. She missed the feel of his body and longed for the way he completely filled her. Simon's body responded instantly to Kimberly's passion. In one swift motion, he tore off her clothes and lifted her onto the bed.

As I peek inside, I immediately jumped back as I realized it is someone’s bedroom. I immediately took a step back and began my search again. Alpha Declan came up behind me quickly and wrapped a hand around my waist. "What are you looking for, little mate?" He whispered in my ear, my cheeks instantly reddening at his touch. I know I was supposed to hate the guy who kidnapped me, but why couldn't I feel any sense of anger towards him? I felt completely at ease around him, and I could not figure out why. "T-the kitchen." I stammer, getting nervous underneath his lingering touch, "I'm starving."

Now, even my soul, my heart and my thinking are ruled by him. The next day, when I my eyes shut open, someone was right beside me. Someone who wasn’t him and it comforted me the most. I started falling for him. I started loving him but I hated the idea of loving him more now. Why? Why should I fall for my kidnapper?