Falling In Love With Your Kidnapper Novels & Stories

“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.”

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.”

How did he fell for a nuisance like Patricia. "Don't you get it? You are the bitch that I have fallen for. I love you! You bitchy, lousy lady. And you are going no where. If you insist on leaving, then return my heart or carry me with you!" Everywhere tranquil. Comprehension set him. Patricia's eyes softened. Was she the bitch he fell in love with? Doubt settled in her eyes. "Did I hear you correctly? You are in love with me?" "Oh fuck! Bitch! You aren't deaf right? It seems possible, considering you are a huge package to handle."

“Because I am so selfish. I thought running away with you and leaving everything behind would give us a fresh start. Keeping you here around me will make you see the real me. And acknowledge me.” Acknowledge my kidnapper. A wanted Mafia? “I am obsessed with you. I cannot get over you in my mind. I thought in my selfish mind that on a ridiculously small level, you had some feelings for me.” Does he think we are still at the dance club? And I am like those innocent women googling him without awareness of the real man under that mask. “Does that work on your victims? Does anyone in the right mind have time to look at your ridiculous body and forget that someone kidnapped them? How, without guil

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?

Grace fake smiled at Bennett. “Well alright then,” said Bennett and looked towards Alfred. “We met at a party for the first time. It was a mere coincidence that Eden decided to sit next to me. And well, I was absolutely intoxicated by her beauty, it was so addictive I felt like I was drugged, nearly lost all my senses. And then we got to know each other and fell in love. I’ll tell you, Mr. Brown, she really had me trapped the moment I met her.” Eden’s face was going red. He was indirectly talking about the kidnapping.

We picked up flat, smooth stones and squatted along the lake's side, trying to skip them over the water. As our stones skimmed and danced across the lake's surface, laughter resounded across the area. We were driven to find the ideal skipping stone by our competitive nature. Our laughing entwined, forming a song that only we could hear, and the happiness of the moment was real. As evening fell, we made our way back to the picnic blanket where we reclined side by side and gazed up at the starry sky. We held hands and enjoyed every precious moment we had together. The background noises of the park gave us the impression that we were the main characters in our own love story. In that rented par

Having no other choice she closes her eyes, accepting her fate. There is a moment of silence. Only the breathing of people can be heard along with the police siren, no screams of people as if they just vanished within the air but the thick tension still lingers in the atmosphere. Still with her eyes closed, Iris goes to stomp on the criminal's foot before elbowing his stomach, that can give him a sudden shock meaning she has a chance to get away from him, the police surrounding them can catch him if she succeeds into freeing herself.However, before she can go with her uncertain decision, she hears a deep and stern voice speaking up,a voice that sounds similar to her that compels her to open

he finished ominously. His words left me breathless, and with no room to deny them. The certainty in his voice was chilling, and I feared that denial would only escalate the situation further. His last statement sent my heart plummeting - my greatest fear was slowly manifesting before my eyes. "I just kidnapped your lover, killed his three men while they were on their way to work. Should I do him the honor right now? Or would you like to convince me to let him go by coming to me?" he asked.

A low vibrating chuckle rumbles his chest, obviously pleased with my reaction to him. Now I can’t hold back my tears that are filled with betrayal from my parents and shame about my reaction to him. He dries my tears with his thumb. “There is no need to be ashamed of your reaction. You are a young, beautiful woman and I am a handsome man. There is nothing shameful about wanting each other.” “You are my kidnapper. My jailer.” I hiss at him, anger flaring once again in my chest. “No. It is true that I have taken you from your life, but it was not kidnapping. And this is not a jail. True that you are mine now. Mine to have. Mine to hold. Mine to love. But you will have freedom as well.”