Falling In Love With Kidnapper Novels & Stories

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Another shot. Then silence. Alessia's arm remained wrapped tightly around her. "Are you hurt?" Amara shook her head. "No." "Good." "Alessia..." "I'm here." Amara held onto her. For once, she didn't care about the secrets. She didn't care about the lies. All she knew was that Alessia was holding her like losing her would destroy something inside her. And in that darkness, Amara finally understood something. Maybe the woman everyone called a villain wasn't the person she should have been afraid of.

“Because you are not an accomplice. I’m kidnapping you, that's the only real crime I have committed.” "Don't say that this is not kidnapping. You can’t kidnap your wife unless I don’t want to be with you. And I want to be here. You needed my help. You were only trying to save your life. Besides, you didn't harm me. Look, you think about it and get some rest while I prepare dinner." The Dynasty knew that this whole bond and the relationship they had formed were reversed. The scenario has everything in reverse. First, you meet a person, get to know them, and fall in love. But everything that has happened to them has been unconventional, unexpected, and the opposite of everything normal.

she yelled, spinning her hand in my direction, “jump to another point. How does it connect to the kidnap?” “It was because I fell in love with Matt!” I also yelled back, concluding the reason I was kidnapped. “But, have you discovered he is the Hero you talked about? Wow, this love thing of yours is so fast,” Cassandra stood up and wandered the room for a few seconds and returned, “Tell me something, Kate. I want to come up with an idea. Does he also love you and what about this lover he was finding?” “From the look of things, he thinks I am the one. That is what I also feel. He loves me and that is why I got myself kidnapped and nearly killed.”

Lost in his music I have no connection with my surroundings. No hint of what is about to come, suddenly, a hand reached out from behind me and covered my mouth, muffling my painful scream. I could feel my heart racing as if this was the last day on earth, and my backpack was yanked away from me. The attacker dragged me towards a dark alley, and I saw the silhouette of a car speeding toward them. The next thing I knew, I was shoved into the backseat of the car, and the door slammed shut. I could smell cigarettes and whiskey, And then I heard the voice of a man sitting beside me. "Good evening, Bella," he said, his voice honeyed and smooth. "I apologize for the rough handling, but you must und

When the sack was pulled off, the kidnapper’s boss sat across from me, one leg crossed over the other. He lifted my chin with the barrel of his gun. “So you’re the woman that bastard can’t stop thinking about?” “I don’t even know him! I don’t even know his name—” I rushed to explain. “Doesn’t matter. Whether or not you know him isn’t important. Your lover will be here soon. Then I’ll send the two of you to meet God together.” A heavy blow struck the back of my neck, and everything went black.

She opens her mouth and bites the scarred kidnapper's ear with all her strength! "Ah!" The scarred kidnapper shouts. Blood runs down his neck. Nina doesn't let go, so the scarred kidnapper doesn't dare to move. He is afraid that his ears will be bitten off. "Hurry up! Kill her!" The scarred kidnapper orders the skinny one. The thin kidnapper raises his dagger and runs to Nina. Nina closes her eyes. With a shot the thin kidnapper falls heavily to the ground. Before the scarred kidnapper can respond, another shot goes off. His body falls forward to the ground.

"You don't love me," he whispered. "Not yet. But I can wait. I can be good. I can learn. Just don't leave. Please." "You don't get to beg for love when you've stolen it," I spat. "That's not how this works." His eyes darkened. "Then I'll make it work," he said, voice colder now—deeper. "Even if it kills me." He’s mad. Completely insane. This man doesn’t even understand the meaning of compassion—no feelings, no empathy. Whatever he feels for me… it’s not love. It's an obsession. He’s so confused—he can’t tell the difference between control and affection. And me? I don’t even understand why, out of all the problems in the world, he had to come into my life. Why did he have to ruin everything?

He winked. I kept wrinkling my nose like he was speaking trash but I knew that he was more than enough for me and honestly speaking I wondered why I hated him so much when I could have just loved him instead. "If you keep staring at me that way, I would have no choice but to think that you're falling in love with me." I snorted, "fall in love with my kidnapper?" This time his countenance fell. "Hey..." "It's fine. I'm nothing but your kidnapper." He said, shoving his hands into his pockets yet looking like a rejected child.

“And I'll kill anyone who stands in my way.” Layla struggled against her restraints. “You're not well. Let me go, and I'll help you get help.” The kidnapper's expression twisted. “No! You're mine now!” With a surge of adrenaline, I charged forward, my gun raised. “Drop your weapon!” I shouted. The kidnapper pulled out a knife, pressing it to Layla's throat. “Take one more step, and she dies!” My heart stopped. I thought he loved her?

“So, I had to go out in the night and look for him, then I had to convince the police and people from the animal’s shelter that I can restrain him and he isn’t dangerous, my parents traveled to Dubai for some short vacation, so I had to call them too, because the cops insisted.’’ “It has been a long night for you, I hope everything is okay,’’ i half inquired. “Yeah, it is,’’ he nodded. I kept looking at Cage and waiting for some butterflies to form in my stomach, I kept waiting for some adrenaline rush but nothing happened, all I could feel was the normal rush of blood, normal adrenaline and everything. It suddenly felt like I was cheating on the bully, like I was betraying his trust and loy