Falling In Love With Your Kidnapper 소설 & 이야기

God knows what day it was right now. I tried to concentrate on the stranger who was opening the door slowly. Open it! Quick! This was not a freaking horror movie! Suddenly, I felt a queasy feeling in my stomach. I was feeling as if I was going to puke. I was feeling as if my head was bouncing around the room. I felt my eyesight get blurry but I could see a figure walk in the room. Something pink came into view and I felt my eyelids getting heavy. Before I could see the freaking kidnapper, before I could know if we would live or not and before I could look at Olivia to see if she was going to be okay, my eyes closed involuntarily and I fainted.

The moans and sexual breaths of the couple resounded throughout the room… Damned! It was just a game at first. Why turn into bed together now? Agnes ends her flashback and curses in her mind. She suppressed her embarrassment and turned to look at the man lying next to her. Immediately her eyes widened in surprise. Oh my God! Impossible! Ryan Gonzalez, New York City's the man jewel, he slept with her last night?

"Well, this has all been fun, rehashing my train wreck of a life with a complete stranger, but I'm sure my friends are curious about why I haven't returned." "Okay," he says, sounding disappointed and I can't help but feel the same that he didn't seem to put up a fight for me saying I'm leaving. Strange. "Well, thanks, for letting me cry on your shoulder." "Technically, you never cried on my shoulder and only let out a few tears." "Hmm. True. So basically you just kidnapped me and made me spill my guts all because you, how did you put it? Felt pulled to me?" "That's the gist of it."

In the footage of his arrest, Eugene, holding a sharp knife, knelt on the ground muttering, "Darling, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I've avenged you..." After watching the news, my classmates commented with emotions in the group chat. "Has Eugene gone mad? Whom was he avenging?" "Alas, they were so deep in love before. How did it end like this?" "The young love turned into hatred at last." "Besides, their relationship started with Megan's deception." The truth was simple. To the past Eugene, Megan was like a flower in his dull life. He loved her, yet she was unattainable. To him, Megan was like a flower blooming in the mud.

It would be akin to announcing an earthquake of magnitude eight in Sandviken. This thought made her fingers itch with the urge to grab her phone. She opened her album, filled with intimate photos of her and Murray. A year ago, in a bid to secure Murray's investment in Fiduinvest, Emily had offered herself in exchange, expecting a struggle to stay by his side, especially considering Murray's well-known aloofness. However, to her surprise, after just one meeting, he agreed to the arrangement. When she first became his lover, every time they met, he would frisk her and confiscate her phone - treating her like a thief. Later, he let her move into his private residence, allowing her into his life

“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.”

Violet’s POV The room went silent after I gave my answer. "Alright, we have a deal," I said. Conrad — no, Damon — leaned back in his chair, his eyes on me. Something flickered in his gaze. Triumph? Relief maybe? Or maybe regret? I couldn’t tell. But what I did know was that I had just agreed to partner with my kidnapper... to destroy the man I once called husband. He nodded once, slowly. “Good. Then let’s get started.”

Looking direct into his eyes through her big lashes. He tuck the lose strand of hair behind her ear, holding her chin up... "May I". "Yes Please". And he absorbed the yes in his lips. Holding her close he had enveloped her in his strong arms while she looped her arms around his neck, and just like Cinderella, her foot bend up as she melted in the kiss that sealed their love story. ********* Tabby

I feel every throb, every hot rush of him claiming me from the inside, and I come again just from the feeling of being filled. He collapses beside me, pulling me against his chest. We're both covered in sweat and cum and other things, lying on a ruined mattress in an abandoned warehouse. I was kidnapped by mistake. The logical part of my brain says I'm supposed to hate him. Supposed to be traumatized. Supposed to be plotting my escape the moment he falls asleep. Instead, I curl into him like I belong there. Like this is exactly where I'm meant to be. "What happens now?" My voice is hoarse from screaming.

“Ellie, I can never let you go. I love you too much to let you back into that world.” “This is not love!” I snapped, my voice rising to a scream. “You kidnapped me, Dante! You are a kidnapper!” He stiffened, his jaw clenched. “I didn’t kidnap you; I saved you. Just calm down. You’ll understand.” I gave a small, bitter laugh. “I understand more than you realize.”