Novel & Cerita Falling In Love With Your Kidnapper

“Your third fantasy, little fan. The one you poured into your laptop at nineteen… the ruthless kidnapper who steals the blushing bride straight from the altar before she can say her sacred vows. You want me to make it real? Extreme? No mercy? I swallowed hard, my nipples tightening into aching peaks. My voice was a breathless whisper. “Yes… make it extreme. Make me feel every second of it. Kidnap me properly.” A slow, devastatingly attractive smile curved his lips. “Good girl.” He reached into the pocket of his discarded jacket and produced two small white pills along with a glass of water. “These will drop you completely. When you wake, you’ll be bound, helpless, and entirely at my mercy. Y

He lets out a small laugh, as a smirk started to form on his face. "She's actually kind of funny. I'd like her if she weren’t trying to kill us." the driver chimed. "Wait... let us take a step back here. What did you mean when you said I was your mate?" I said, trying to make sense of the situation I was currently in. "It means that you're mine now," he said, as casual as possible. I shake my head in disbelief. "I don't belong to anyone, especially not a man I've just been kidnapped by." I said, as I folded my arms across my chest.

Not because she'd been backed into a corner or because she had no choice. She was here because somewhere between the kidnapping and the media circus and his father's demands, she'd realized she had fallen for him. Really fallen, not just lust or adrenaline or Stockholm syndrome… No, that was wrong because Alexei had been a hostage as well. Stockholm was falling for the kidnapper and all she wanted for those guys was for them to rot in jail.

But it was painful since I had fallen in love with you. I came to express my love to you, but I found out you had been kidnapped. I couldn't sit around like everyone else and leave the job to the cops, so I risked taking my buddies with me to find you. Before they hauled you away that night. They pulled a man with blood all over his body who had been beaten in the face. I assumed it was you. When I heard the gunshot, my heart stopped for a second and I felt as if I couldn't breathe. When my friend noticed you and informed me that you are still alive and that the man who was shot was not you. Do you have any idea how I felt? That's when I realised I couldn't live without you. I realised that

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

She sobbed like a fragile flower in the rain. Seeing her like this, Simon relented. "Don't cry. My mom likes you so much. I will marry you, for sure." He couldn't escape from this engagement, no matter what. "But what about you? Do you love me? I've never wanted anyone else's affection but yours." Kimberly leaned in and kissed him passionately. Her desire was palpable. She missed the feel of his body and longed for the way he completely filled her. Simon's body responded instantly to Kimberly's passion. In one swift motion, he tore off her clothes and lifted her onto the bed.

“Go to hell. How could you kidnap me? How could you do this to me? Have you lost your mind?” “Melek, you have to listen to me. I'm going to make everything right, I'm going to show you that you can trust me again and that I love you. Let me make you fall in love again.” “No way. If you wanted me to trust you, I wouldn't have kidnapped me, you lost your mind, you went crazy.” “I had no choice, I knew you wouldn't come with me. The only way was to kidnap you.” “You drugged me too, stupid. Right now I hate you so much. You could have killed me.”

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.

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.

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.