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Now she can relax a little bit. At the same time, she worried that her baby feel very boring at this place and one day might throw tantrum. So, it is good her baby can interact with the customer here. However, she knows its quite dangerous for the baby to not afraid with a stranger because not all stranger is good. In her country, baby and child kidnapping is quite high. Even though she is in another country that doesn’t have such a problem, she still needs to be careful to look after her baby.

“This is your home now, Zarina! You belong here, with us. You don’t have any other place to go. You’re a nobody, a worthless orphan. You should be grateful for what I’m offering you.” His words cut through me like a knife. I’m not worthless, I’m not a nobody. I’m a person, with my own dreams, hopes, and fears. “I am grateful,” I say, my voice shaking with rage. “Grateful for being kidnapped? Grateful for being treated like a prisoner? Grateful for not being allowed to be free?”

I’ve asked him to find out who was behind Ivy’s kidnapping. “Have a seat, Kingsley. What have you found out?” “We know who took her. The 29s. Do you know about them?” he asks. “They’re an extortionist gang, right? They get money from businesses, for protection,” I say. “Yes, that’s it. They kidnapped the princess. They were the ones you saw at the dock. The ones who took her out to sea and dumped her.” “Why? Are they even known for kidnapping?” “Rarely. They have taken kids, girlfriends, sometime wives of business people who are reluctant to pay their protection f*e. But only for leverage. The bus

Approaching Kate William, a young-looking officer brandished a paper with a red seal to her, saying: "Kate William, you are under arrest on suspicion of involvement in kidnapping and hiring someone to rape the victim. Please come with us to the station for further investigation of the case!"

A memory of my mother passed through my mind, her words repeating. We'll meet again- I spun out of bed with a blanket over my chest, my breathing was heavy and my chest was rapidly moving up and down. I glanced around, the room was completely dark but I almost immediately noticed that this wasn't my room. She's his last hope, I remember everything now. I was kidnapped by a lunatic blonde women. I felt a soft material rubbing against my skin, I had on a black nightgown which I was not wearing when I was thrown in the back of a van.

Cedric's cold voice spilled. Sophie shivered, her face turning purple with shock. 'Leader of a kidnapping gang? The thief brazenly stole my bag in the mall, quickly cracked my password, and transferred money to the leader of a kidnapping gang?!' she mused. Even as she neared suffocation, her mind remained disturbingly clear. The incident with the photos, the bag snatching, the fraudulent charges, and now the disappearance of the child today fit together seamlessly. It was a meticulously laid trap waiting for her to fall into.

I explain and he lifts his head to look at me. "Is that what you want to tell me?" "It is, let's go to the living room," I say as we go and sit on the couch together. "So what happened?" He asks. "It's a long story, just listen until I'm finished," I say and he nods, cuddling into my side. "About a year and a half ago me and my friend Marcus were kidnapped by a man called Adrian. He was a psychopath who was jealous of mine and Marcus' relationship and wanted me to himself. He raped me for a month while he tortured Marcus. When we got saved Marcus was broken down and I had to help him recover. He tried to kill himself but thankfully his husbands helped him get

Whitney stepped closer. The guards raised weapons toward door. Nikolai laughed softly through radio. “You’ve made this very difficult.” I walked toward console. Whitney grabbed my arm. “Don’t.” I looked at radio. “You kidnapped me.” Silence. Then— “Yes.” “You chained me.” “A precaution.” “You hurt me.” Another pause. “That was unfortunate.” Rage replaced fear. “Unfortunate?” “Aurora.” “You don’t get to say my name.” “I gave you every opportunity to cooperate.”

Maybe Viktor grabbed her by the hair and forced her to her knees. “Please,” Jessica begged. “Please, I let the children go. They’re safe. I kept my word. Just let me take some of the money and leave. You can have the rest. I’ll disappear. You’ll never see me again.” Viktor looked down at her with ice-cold eyes. “You are right about one thing,” he said quietly. “We will never see you again.” “What? No, I meant—” “You kidnapped two innocent children. Three years old. Babies. You tied them up. You terrorized them. You threatened to kill them.”

The kidnappers are sending us far away by waterways ? They are going to send us to a different country or might be ........... a different continent. I released a long sigh as I felt like crying. I regret not learning how to fight. My mother would ask me every time to join some classes. She would always say that it would be for my own safety but I would always come up with excuses. If I had learned some moves, I might not have been kidnapped today, the situation would have been different then. But it's too late to regret. I am now kidnapped and I feel like the reason is either for prostitution or