Novel & Cerita Kidnapped Stories

Christine might hate him, but she couldn't bear to witness him die in front of her. "Hey, look at me!" She gently cupped his chin, her voice softening. "Look into my eyes and breathe slowly. Do as I do. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale!" Hunter attempted to follow her instructions, but it was beyond his ability to succeed. "Should I tell you a story?" she determinedly tried to divert his attention. "Or you can tell me one if you want! It's your choice!" "A long time ago, a young boy was kidnapped from the playground. His parents were almost always watching him carefully, but it only took a few seconds of them being distracted for the kidnappers to snatch the boy. Obviously, ransom was demanded

My mother was supposed to welcome her back since I had an engagement to attend. She beamed the moment she saw me approaching. I kissed her on the cheek. “She’s here?” “Yes. Give Kennedy some time to adjust.” I raked my fingers through my hair. “She’s upset.” My mother nodded glumly. “You could say that, considering the choice you made of fixing things.” “Desperate times.” “You kidnapped your girlfriend, honey. An independent American woman. What if she escapes and goes to her Embassy? You would be creating an international incident.” It was an understatement.

Kidnapped by the billionaire . Mercy . ************************* ************************ *request accepted* ********************** *********************** *should I accept his request* And he did get in touch with my mom, the woman only knows money, how am I sure she didn't lie just to extract money from him. "Why did you do that,I don't have any money to pay you back"I muttered lowly. "You don't have to pay me back,valerie just this one favour from you please"he pleaded.

"Really?" "Yes!" I'm shaking, tired of being at this place already. "Ever since I was kidnapped, all I've seen is blood, crazy men, and their stupid agendas. I might have lived under a rock my entire life, and yes, I don't know what's going on anymore, but I do not want to stay here if it means having to suck someone's cock,"

I felt like Henry was aiming for the same respect as the others, but I could see some side glances. Joseph must have noticed it as well. "You are right Henry", He looked around the room as his voice darkened, "Every member should do exactly that." Right after, almost like they were on a walkway, or planned it out, the three of them turned on heels and walked back to the office. I followed. When I walked into the room they all looked at me smiling. "Why?" I said looking from one to the next, "You looked like you were going to join us and give a speech of your darling." Joseph said walking over to me, still slow from his injuries. "I was, but Henry took the words out of my mouth," I said tryin

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.

' I felt myself lowering myself to the ground. 'That's more like it, keep that mouth of yours shut or else!' he then left me there and I made a small prayer hoping I actually make it out of here alive. He left me sitting there for hours and I found myself feeling thirsty. 'Um Mr kidnapper?!' I yell for him since I didn't even know his name but he doesn't answer me. 'Mr kidnapper?!' 'What!' 'I um I am thirsty.' 'So?' is he serious right now.

His face was a masterpiece of sharp angles, but it was his eyes that held me captive—cold golden eyes, and entirely devoid of mercy. “You’re mine now,” he said flatly, as if he were stating a fact as simple as the weather. “Please,” I whispered, tears streaming down my face. “I don’t know how I got here. I was kidnapped! This is a mistake. Just let me go. I’ll do anything.” He raised an eyebrow, his expression shifting from bored to mildly amused. “A mistake? That’s cute.” “I’m serious,” I said, my voice breaking. “I don’t belong here. Please.”

She cleared her throat, and kept some distance between us. “Was it?” I mouthed. I knew nothing about romance. She rolled her eyes at me. “Can you take me home?” “What are you gonna eat? I will ask the…” “You are not going to take me home? Then leave me alone because the moment I get out of here I gonna call the cops on you!” I chuckled, she amused me. “On what charge?” I asked, and folded my arms. I watched her lips moved, her eyes darting before meeting mine. “Kidnapping.”

So far the words were only whispered in the Family, but soon they would be screamed because every day my children looked more like Tristan, like Russo's. In a week my twins would be seven months old, and I hadn’t even left the house with them yet. The only fresh air they got was when I was in the garden with them. The midwife and doctors had made home visits. Despite these precautions word about them was spreading among our circles. Maybe the maids let something slip. Maybe it was one of the bodyguards or maybe one of the Underbosses trusted his gossipy wife too much. I’d attended two events with Mateo, and the whispers had followed me everywhere. The pity and curiosity. The incomprehension