I sat on a couch while my captor stared awkwardly at me. "What Am I here for anyway?" I finally snapped.
He smirked as he turned to grab something from a desk, "Well, you can sing, I promised your father I'd boost your singing career, and you're pretty."
"My parents are dead." I said glaring at him.
"You think I dont know that?" He chuckled. Unable to reply, I stood there in shook. "So I assume they didn't tell you they knew they were going to die?"
"Wh... Wh... What?" I stammered shakily.
"So they didn't! Then I assume they didn't talk about me at all either?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Um no but you're, you're, I know you from somewhere..." I said, racking my brain. "Aaron Tveit." I mumbled.
"Very good! Do you know your ABC's too?" He mocked sarcastically.
"What do you want from me?" I growled again.
"I'm going to boost your music career!" He proclaimed proudly before pressing another rag to my face. "Hmmmm you're not bad looking... I might actually fall in love with you. Thats going to be a problem..."
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My Singing Kidnapper?
FanfictionAs a girl I had always wanted to be in Les Miserables, but when I got the part, I got more then I auditioned for. Aaron Tveit fan fiction!
