Novel & Cerita Falling In Love With Your Kidnapper

Her dadu asked giving his hand out Meera placed her hand onto his and said, "Yes Dadu, I promise" She didn't have much of a choice, it was a marriage and her biased opinion of Indian men told her that she would be forced to give it a chance. Just then they heard a knock at the door, she turned around to spot Aakash- "Jiju! hi!" she said surprised, Aakash went ahead to touch prithviraj's feet and then turned to Meera to give her a hug, Meera went to bring him some water and coffee as Aakash chatted on with her grandfather. As she strained the coffee in the cup, Aakash entered the kitchen

"I didn't die. I'm not dead. Don't say that. Don't say that. Don't say that!" My heart raced, and it beat violently against my ribcage. It was terrifying, but I knew I had to stand my ground. "But that is exactly what happened! You are dead!" "No, I was in love with you!" She screeched. "W-we were in love. You cared about me! You…cared about me. We were in love!" "It was never meant to be. If it was—" "Everything I did, I did to protect you! You do not understand! You don't know how it happened!"

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

I hold the man who kidnapped me and I stroke his hair and I feel his heartbeat hammering against mine. We lie there. Tangled. Cum dripping out of me in a slow, steady stream that soaks through to the mattress. His cock still inside me, softening but not pulling out, like he wants to stay connected as long as possible. “Don’t put the mask back on,” I whisper. “I won’t.” He lifts his head and kisses me. Tender. The kind of kiss that doesn’t belong between a kidnapper and his captive, the kind that belongs between people who chose each other. “It’s just us now.”

I snatched you from your previous life, not to cage you, but to …ensure that every beat of your heart resonate with mine…. The words blurred as tears welled in my eyes. It had been so easy to fall for his charm. After all, he had kidnapped me right after my first and only boyfriend had humiliated and rejected me, so it felt good to be wanted and obsessed over by someone…even if that someone was my captor. He could have forced himself on me at any time, but he didn’t. He tried to woo me instead. But it was all a lie. He just wanted me to like him so I could give him an heir…those flowers, they were all part of his sick plan. And when he found someone better, he threw me away like garbage and

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.

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.

The shape of my lips became a thin line from what he said and was afraid of what might happen next. "Do what you want to do! I don't care anymore!" I told him as I look directly into his eyes, I had enough so I am giving up. If I can't get him by hook or by crook then fine! I give up! My ultimate plan is to kidnap him and make him sign the marriage contract but I didn't expect him to know my plan as soon as possible and make a backup plan against me. Then Travis suddenly holds my jaw forcibly so I got no choice but to look at him in his face again.

Oceane shakes her head ‘no’, her lips thinning and stretching into a straight lined smile. A forced smile. I grumble under my breath. “Don’t lie to me, baby. I need to know.” “I’m scared of you.” She admits, voice soft and shaky. “From the day I opened my eyes and realized you had kidnapped me, I became scared of you and the fact hasn’t really changed.” Nodding disappointedly, I ask, “You had your chance to get away from me, and yet, you came back all on your own. Why?”

He’s now caressing my hair. “I don’t know when or where did it started. But one day I just realized that I miss you that I couldn’t live the day without seeing you or hearing your voice. And every time you looked at a boy it hurts. I know it’s too soon but will you be my girlfriend Amelia Morgan?” I chuckled. “Of course I will. Now, let’s treat your wound.”