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CONTENT: Revenge sex, wet pussy, sex toys, multiple orgasm, gangbang, multiple dick. CHAPTER 1 Jillian felt a wave of nervousness as she approached the door of the nightclub. It was finally time to fulfill her biggest fantasy, and one that would make her now ex-boyfriend explode with jealousy.

Well sexual or nonsexual at the end of the day I was still kidnapped and strapped here against my will. My face paled as I thought about it more. Me acting like a toddler. My face morphed from an angry glare into a disgusting expression. I had to stop this at all costs. "Well, that doesn't make it any better and do not think I'm ignorant. I know what it means and I also know that with that kind of relationships consent is very important and right now nothing of that is happening here between us. I will not partake in your sick fantasy. I don't like it so get me out of here!" I was angry, no furious. First, they kidnap me, then they restrain me and to top it all they will force a kind of life

‘If I beat the two kidnappers again, they’ll kick the bucket. At Noah’s words, Harry and the two kidnappers got angry. Before Harry could defend himself, one of the kidnappers argued, “Miss Sinclair, how can you say you don’t know us? We’ve known you for over ten years...” The other kidnapper added, “Yes. Your family was poor, and you had no money to go to school. So, you became our boss’s woman when you were only fifteen years old. Later, you met Mr. Atherton and then ditched our boss. Four years ago, you suddenly came to us and asked us to make Joanne and Patrick sleep together. And you wanted Mr. Atherton to catch them red-handed.

She was desperate for her life, every week there would always be a betting event, where many VVIPs would come to place their bets. There will be 5 people taken out of the container to be sold, and quite a few will return to that place. It seems that VVIPs have special standards for providing their offers. All the girls who were kidnapped were given the name Kitten, they were not treated well, except when they were being sold, like now. The door opened and several men appeared there with big, scary bodies. "Kristen, Judy, Nola, Mia, and Clara, come with me," One of the men said, the tattoos on both arms made him look scarier than the others.

And having dropped the bombshell on the press, I demanded, "Would an important family like the Boswells really allow a nobody to become Mrs. Boswell? Would I really be afforded such a privilege without Sean Boswell's own agreement?" The footage of my kidnapping played just then, leaving the crowd stunned by the sheer barbarism it showed. I looked Janet in the eye from the distance then, and calmly said, "You faked suicide to steal my groom. Then, you hired thugs to kidnap me and beat me into miscarrying, even smugly sending me the video just to brag." "Did you really think I won't have evidence to catch you red-handed?" It was a pebble that kicked up a storm.

After the first six months there is an increment of $250 and after that increment the next increment is after 18 months and your salary will be $2500. She also told me about the indoor boxing ring, gym, and other indoor grounds which Steffany didn't tell me about. She has already told me the names of all the girls. All of them are below 25. The one who was absent today is Cindy. She also told me their past stories, why they are here. Two were rape victims, three were victims of human trafficking, two were sold by their drunkard family members in the prostitution house from where they were rescued and one was once gifted to Victor by his partner.

I gasped and looked at him with wide eyes. "What do you want from me?" I said glaring at him. "I don't want anything from you. I want you." He smirked and walked towards me. "What? Are you a psychopath?" I yelled and started hitting his chest. "Enough!" He yelled and stopped me from hitting him anymore by holding my hands. "You know this is considered kidnapping. This is illegal and I will sue you when I leave." The man laughed a malicious laugh. "You think I will let you leave? You think you could get away from me? I suggest you get used to her and get comfortable in this room. This is yours from now on." His voice was dead serious.

In that moment, she realized that she was about to become the victim of a kidnapping. She wretched, her legs kicking the air. Using her elbow, she punched the man who held the cloth against her nose. He fell backwards, letting go of the cloth. The security officials tried to grab her. She punched one of them in the face, blood came oozing from his nose and the other was kicked viciously in the crouch.

Sighing, he took in a deep breath and exhaled. Standing inside Marie's house, Adrian was sure I'd one thing, either Marie had ran away from home without taking anything or she has been kidnapped and was forced to write this letter. But why on earth would kidnappers want anything to do with Marie in the first place. They weren't even together. If they wanted sure money, they should have taken his wife who was sophia, not this lady. She was absolutely innocent. Although the letter depicted that Marie had left of her own free will, something still nagged at him. As he got back into the car and decided to drive up to his friend's house who was a tracker.

He gritted out. She was in pain. She just wanted everything to end. Her mate kidnapped her. Confused her for her sister. Her mate doesn't want her. The hurt she felt was drowning her. Her heart was broken into tiny pieces and she wasn't sure she could recover from it. From Mick breaking her heart to her Mate whom she thought would appreciate her, hating her, he even kidnapped her, tortured her.