Chapter 14 - Rights

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Porsche pov
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" Awake baby boy

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" Awake baby boy..."

I turn to the voice but because of the sudden movement, I start to feel dizzy and I closed my eyes... With great difficulty, I open my eyes, and my eyes widen seeing the person in front of me...

" you..."

Here stands in front of me kinn Therapanyakul. I haven't met him since my birthday party... What he is doing here?

" Yes me baby boy, miss me?" kinn said smirking. I hate his smirk...

"  Where I am? " I asked

" In my house. I kidnap you," he said smiling

What? Is this man crazy? My heart starts to beat first...

" Why did you kidnap me? Wh- What do you want?" I asked

Wait, my wedding. I start to panic thinking about my wedding...

" Today is my wedding... If I'm here then my wedding..."

Kinn sits in front of me and tried to touch me but I crawl back...

" Don't touch me..." I said

" Relax my kitten...  You ask too many questions. I will answer your every question. But first, go fresh up... The wardrobe is attached to the washroom...  I already have put your clothes on there. After that come downstairs..." he said and before I could say anything he leaves the room

What did he want? In the club, he said he want to sleep with me... Is he going to rape me? Just thinking about it makes me scared. A few drops of tears slip from my eyes...  No no, calm down Porsche... You are strong. I remember what he told me in the bar...

" I will make you mine soon baby boy... You are mine only mine... "

I have to get out of here as soon as possible... This headache is killing me. I should take shower and think of a way to escape from here. How long I have been unconscious? What happened to my wedding? Dad will find me but what if he can't... I shake my head, Stay positive Porsche.

I stand up slowly, my body is hurting... I went to the washroom... The walk from the bed to the washroom was the most difficult in my whole life. What did he inject in me? As the makeup artist, I thought she is a good person but she help him. I trust people so easily. I look at the washroom. I'm stunned... It's a washroom or a mini house. It's massive. It's larger than my bedroom. Two showers, two bathtubs, and a dressing room all have separate rooms. There are many more things I don't even know what it's for...

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