Novel & Cerita When You Love Your Kidnapper

I spat into his face. “How about I show you some things that might joggle up your memory on why you don't deserve love, you don't even deserve to be happy." He said, stepping away from me. He dipped his hand into his pocket and brought out some pictures, the hard copy of the picture he has been using to traumatize me. “You don't want to do this, Ken." I said. A bitter smile came up on his face as she stepped over to Annelise. “Oh, trust me I want to. Are you aware that your husband here is a kidnapper?” He gave Annelise the photo while smirking.

"I stole this from Mr. Munoz. Take a look. Lotta's the woman I love—I'll save her no matter what, even if it means betraying my boss. That wedding? Just a ploy to make his real wife jealous. She's always been his true love." Gagged, Kimberly couldn't speak. The kidnapper glanced at the certificate, then aimed his gun at Lotta. "Stay back. Let the women switch themselves. Any tricks, and I shoot." Richard pushed Kimberly forward. "Go." She closed her

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 yelled, spinning her hand in my direction, “jump to another point. How does it connect to the kidnap?” “It was because I fell in love with Matt!” I also yelled back, concluding the reason I was kidnapped. “But, have you discovered he is the Hero you talked about? Wow, this love thing of yours is so fast,” Cassandra stood up and wandered the room for a few seconds and returned, “Tell me something, Kate. I want to come up with an idea. Does he also love you and what about this lover he was finding?” “From the look of things, he thinks I am the one. That is what I also feel. He loves me and that is why I got myself kidnapped and nearly killed.”

“Because I am so selfish. I thought running away with you and leaving everything behind would give us a fresh start. Keeping you here around me will make you see the real me. And acknowledge me.” Acknowledge my kidnapper. A wanted Mafia? “I am obsessed with you. I cannot get over you in my mind. I thought in my selfish mind that on a ridiculously small level, you had some feelings for me.” Does he think we are still at the dance club? And I am like those innocent women googling him without awareness of the real man under that mask. “Does that work on your victims? Does anyone in the right mind have time to look at your ridiculous body and forget that someone kidnapped them? How, without guil

Right in front of me, words were formed in the sky through fireworks. I LOVE YOU, MY WIFE “I’m sorry if I’m not good at this. But I hope you like it as well.” I turned to Stephen, who was smiling like a madman. The sparkle in his eyes couldn’t hide the happiness and sincerity he was feeling. I felt like my heart would explode with pure joy. Even now, I still can’t believe that he loves me. Because of what he’s doing, I’m even more convinced of something. I’m truly in love with this man. I have fallen in love with my kidnapper and mafia boss.

It as good as he seemed. “You are just like him then.” Athlea shot, before preparing to lay down on her bed. A small smile brushed his lips, then he stood up from the edge of the cupboard. “I was not around during your kidnap, and you should know the way Xander is. Me being his right hand man, doesn’t for sure mean him actually his right hand.” Another smile brushed his lips and he saw Athlea’s puzzled face. He dust his trousers, then let out a sigh.

A low vibrating chuckle rumbles his chest, obviously pleased with my reaction to him. Now I can’t hold back my tears that are filled with betrayal from my parents and shame about my reaction to him. He dries my tears with his thumb. “There is no need to be ashamed of your reaction. You are a young, beautiful woman and I am a handsome man. There is nothing shameful about wanting each other.” “You are my kidnapper. My jailer.” I hiss at him, anger flaring once again in my chest. “No. It is true that I have taken you from your life, but it was not kidnapping. And this is not a jail. True that you are mine now. Mine to have. Mine to hold. Mine to love. But you will have freedom as well.”

"Now I'm getting to understand you better. You're very selfish, Gina Breya. You only care about yourself and I was so foolish. I'd always imagined that you loved me like your own sister." "I do." "My life is in danger and you're not doing your best to ensure the police find me. How can you claim to love me?" "Here's the thing. It's useless for me to tell them about the keys." "How do you know? What if that's what my kidnapper wants so he can return my freedom." "Tell me, who's that bastard holding you. What does he want?" RK hang up before Liana could say anything. "You have been a good girl."

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