Falling In Love With Kidnapper Novels & Stories

"Are you crazy?! It's just a wedding! How long are you—" Nonetheless, I was sent stumbling backward while knocking over the box by my feet. Everything inside dropped out, and Sean picked up the PTSD diagnosis on top, his eyes narrowing. "W-What is this?" He demanded, his voice cracking in disbelief, "You're suffering from mental issues?" I looked into his eyes fixedly, but despite his genuine shock, I snorted. "You didn't know, did you? I wasn't hit by a car—I really was kidnapped. Are you happy to see me like this now?"

He came from a wealthy family, but love transcended wealth. I might not be extraordinary, but I was not unattractive either. My hand drifted to my stomach. I needed to tell him the truth. "Sir..." "Miss Jasmine Harrison," he said coldly. "You are a very indecent person." My mouth fell open, then snapped shut. Had I heard him correctly? "Sir..." "You seduced me and took advantage of me." "Wait, wait..." I raised my hand and turned to face him fully. "I did what?"

And this is what I got—discarded by the man I loved and murdered by the woman he chose. "Why?" I choked out as tears flooded down my cheeks. "What did I ever do wrong?" The kidnapper's grip tightened. Instinct kicked in and I clawed at his fingers, but he slammed me against the glass. Through blurred vision, I watched Adrian slide a ring onto Isabella's finger. Even dying, I was watching him marry someone else. Bang! Fireworks exploded across the sky as Adrian and Isabella kissed, sealing their union while my life bled away. As my vision darkened at the edges, I tried to ask one last question—whether Adrian had been part of it too—but no sound came out.

He cut the last ropes, yanked her out of the chair with force, hugged her against his chest for half a second, long enough for her to feel his heart beating as fast as hers. “I found you. I found you, damn it,” he stammered, and Fiona almost died in his arms. She had never loved this man as much as she loved him right now. But there was no time for relief; they were in a goddamn crossfire, literally. The side door screeched violently. The two kidnappers came running back, shooting non-stop. “He killed the boss! Let’s finish him!” the thugs shouted in rage. Bullets ricocheting off the walls, shards flying, sparks, dust rising.

She couldn’t believe she was falling for her kidnapper… Someone who killed her best friend and her dad… Someone who hated her and her family… a psychopath. She felt filthy. She couldn’t even look at the rosary wrapped around her wrist like a bracelet. She was broken. “No!!!” she screamed, the sound echoing off the tiles. “I’m not in love with him… I hate him!!!” But even as she said it, her body trembled with the memory of his fingers, and his voice. She sank to the floor of the shower, hugging her knees, letting the water wash away the evidence of how much she wanted him.

I kissed him with the same passion. 'I love you, Nicolas!' I screamed in my brain but couldn't confess loudly. With a few long and hard thrusts Nicolas came inside me and I came on him. I didn't know when I fell in love with this criminal. He not only kidnapped me but also stole my heart. When I was with him, I forgot about everyone and everything. My family, friends, neighbors, and the future I was dreaming of vanished from my head. The only thing I think was just me and him.

He has definitely changed like they do in novels. I sat down and thinking about this, tears rolled down my cheeks. How can this be happening? How can I marry someone like him? Why am I thinking, when I don’t even have a choice? I took out my phone and searched for Lara on Instagram. She might still look into it. I didn’t try earlier because even though she has an account, she rarely opens and looks into it, but I will take my chances. I found her and I messaged her. “It’s Ashley. I need your help. I am kidnapped by Vincent Smith and he wants to marry me. Please save me, Lara”

One of the kidnappers taunts Micah and I watch as his fists clench by his side. I hate that I am so scared as I wonder about the answer as well. Between his wife and the woman he loves, who will he save? How I wish they were both one and the same but I know they aren’t and my heart breaks as I think about death taking me under. However, before I can take any action, footsteps sound behind us. Micah’s men have caught up to us in the attic. Terrified of being trapped, the kidnappers make a hasty and reckless decision and let both Rowena and I fall.

"That's enough! I don't want to listen to your lies! To Vi, her cat is as important as her life! If something happens to the cat, leading to something happening to Vi, you'll be a murderer! I won't let you off the hook!" At that moment, a sweet and soft feminine voice drifted from the loudspeaker. "You're amazing, Kev! To think you actually saved my darling kitty!" After that, the call ended. The kidnapper cursed out loud. "Ugh, how unlucky! Kevin doesn't love this woman at all! We got the wrong woman!" Once the kidnapper and his accomplices left, I stared down at the bomb strapped to my form. Tears began rolling down my cheeks at that time.

“Go to hell. How could you kidnap me? How could you do this to me? Have you lost your mind?” “Melek, you have to listen to me. I'm going to make everything right, I'm going to show you that you can trust me again and that I love you. Let me make you fall in love again.” “No way. If you wanted me to trust you, I wouldn't have kidnapped me, you lost your mind, you went crazy.” “I had no choice, I knew you wouldn't come with me. The only way was to kidnap you.” “You drugged me too, stupid. Right now I hate you so much. You could have killed me.”