Falling In Love With Kidnapper Novels & Stories

He said to her, "Yes. We met officially that day but I had seen you around campus with your brother. I may have also had a little crush on you then but you ditched me and I had to do the research all by myself. I heard you were rolling in the sheets with some girls so I thought, why do I have to keep on liking someone who has little respect for me and would rather spend time with other girls than with me?" "I never knew." "I know. I tried to hide it. And then we had that little roll in the sheets. I wanted you out of my head. I tried meeting with numerous guys and sleeping with them but no one came close to what I had with you. And when you told me you love me, I…I did not know what to feel

he paused, "How did the two of you meet? I noticed Kin brushed over that." I found myself annoyed that he used her nickname, but I pushed that aside, "Her cousin owed me money and I took her hostage as leverage." His eyes widened, "You kidnapped her? So this whole thing is forced?" "No. In the beginning, she was nothing more than a hostage, but I fell in love with her. And by some miracle, she fell in love with me. I still don't know how." Luca smiled, "Just another modern-day love story." "Very funny."

“Whose kitten is that?” “It’s yours, baby.” His thumbs rub in circles around the kitten’s face. “I saw her and I thought she’d suit you. Isn’t she adorable?” Gio isn’t a man to offer anyone such kind gestures. When he first took me hostage, all he did was toss me around different warehouses, forcing me to do hard labor everyday. Since my physical strength would always fail me, He would stick around to make me feel miserable for being so weak. So small. All I knew of him was the violent man he was. So, my surprise when he’s speaking so sweetly to me, telling me he got me a kitten because he thought the kitten looked adorable and would suit me, is expected.

So, she decided to be evasive about it and know his opinion. “Er...I wanted to know your thought on something. A man started falling in love with a girl he kidnapped; this girl had a boyfriend before. Her boyfriend had to go to the kidnapper’s house in disguise to save his girlfriend and kill the kidnapper. He told his girlfriend about his plan, and they hitched it together and planned a way to escape until things went south. This boyfriend hurt his girlfriend so much that she couldn’t stand it anymore, but the kidnapper was mending the broken girl’s heart without even knowing it, while her boyfriend ran away and killed one of the kidnapper’s brothers.

It's either that, or I’ll find the strength to finally leave. This is the story of how I fell for my captor. Against logic, against common sense. How I fell wholly for a man I now know will never love me in return.

Damn the man and his mafia code. As I sat there in the car waiting for him, I felt sick to my stomach and my heart beat like I was scared of what was to come. Like I was already dreading the way when I will go back to my family. I shouldn't feel that way, right? But, if he really sent me away then how will I come back, with what face would I come back to him? I’d have no excuse to come back. Who will come back to his kidnapper after being released? And especially, not when he twisted my words and threw them back at me. But I hadn't meant to hurt him. He had kidnapped me. And somehow I have developed feelings for my kidnapper. My captor. My villain. Despite every effort I made to keep my feel

They ordered as it felt like our pace picked up. Tears clouded my eyes as I lost all hope. Would I be lost forever or would I be dead within an instant? “Shhh don’t cry my love.” Someone whispered gruffly. “I, I am married.” I chocked out as my creepy kidnapper kissed me. “I know baby.” They whispered lowly. I tried to open my eyes but instead of them opening they got heavy and I felt myself drift off to sleep.

She added and my eyebrows met in turmoil about this information. "What? Wha-why? How? Is it... Umm, what do we... Fuck!" I stammered as I don't know how to react and I could just curse at this situation of us right now. "Yeah, I'm sorry to tell you, Ming, that... you are in love with a criminal, and this kind of love is rational, also, physical, especially emotional. Well, I know it's not funny, but... it's true. I really am a criminal. A kidnapper. It will be on the papers, soon. News." She uttered, then, sang it like Britney and I just stared at her with my apprehensive face. Damn it! Do they really have to do that? Fuck them!

I had been anything but good ever since the day he had left me. For starters, I was engaged and living with a complete stranger. Who l had been forced to marry. Not to mention, my fiancé, the stranger, seemed to be completely repulsed by me. And l found new ways to make him hate me more with each passing day. As a result l was eventually going to be trapped in a loveless marriage. But yeah, I was doing good. “That’s good to hear”, Dylan said with a feigned smile. And my sorrow suddenly dissolved into clear anger.

As I sat back in my seat, dazed, my heart and mind remained stuck on the words I just blurted out. I love him? I love him. A second later, Nikolai asked, “You love the man who kidnapped you and married you forcefully by threatening your life?” I wanted to strangle him! I really did. But I still couldn’t form words. Because all I could hear in my head was the echo of my own words. I love him. I love Jeremiah. I love my husband. Oh. I fell for him without even realising. And even when there were not many reasons to love him since he kidnapped me, I still did.