Mads Mikkelsen Characters x Reader OneShots

Captured (Le Chiffre x Reader)

Word count: 2576 Words

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Potential triggers: Kidnapping fantasy, small injuries

A/N: Based on a request here's a one shot featuring a kidnapping fantasy with our fav terrorist Le Chiffre, hope you enjoy!

-G

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Your lungs felt like they were on fire as you rounded the corner and rushed down the streets.

Your knees were bloody and bruised from when you tripped and your whole body was aching, screaming and begging for you to stop running but you couldn't stop.

After all you did not manage to escape him only to get dragged back to this place.

You jumped over a fence and found yourself in the front yard of some house .
You sneaked around to the back where a tree and a few bushes were growing and and quickly hid behind them.

You put your gloved hand over your mouth to silence your ragged breathing and to hide the fog of your breath in the cold night.

Your body trembled from all the running, the adrenaline, fear and the cold biting at your skin since all you were wearing was a black long-sleeve and a white skirt.
The rest of your clothes were taken from you.

You heard a car driving down the road and stopping in front of the house.
Your breath hitched in your throat as you heard the doors open and somebody exiting the vehicle.

A dark silhouette appeared in the back yard and the person began to look around.
It was obvious what they were looking for.

Silently you gathered a small amount of snow in your hands and formed a snowball.

The person came closer to you and when they went to circle around the bush you were hiding behind you stood up and threw the ball in their face with all the power you could muster.

The man let out a startled yell and you rushed past him, pushing him to the ground as you did so and darted to the front of the house.

The car was parked there and suddenly the door on the driver's side flung open and another man emerged.

You tried to sprint down the road but slipped on ice and came crashing down on the ground.
You let out a grunt as your chin hit the cold tar and scratched the skin open.

The man hurried over to you and picked you up.
You struggled against him and fought back in hopes of escaping him but his big frame overwhelmed your own smaller one and you went limp against him in defeat as he opened the trunk of his car and forced you into it.

He tied your hands together before he slammed the trunk shut and after a few moments the car engine roared up and you felt the car speeding down the road.

You only realized now how worn out you were and your eyes began to feel heavy.
You didn't want to fall asleep but your body wouldn't allow you to stay awake so you softly slipped into unconsciousness.

Your eyes snapped open as the trunk was flung open and you were pulled out and thrown over a shoulder.

As you were carried away you saw the man who got the snowball smacked into his face walking behind you and gave you a glare.

As you entered the building the warmth immediately hit your cold body and your muscles relaxed a little despite the situation you're currently in.

The man carried you down a staircase into the basement and went into the room in which you've been locked up before you escaped.