Kidnapped: chapter 40:

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"Samrat we've been dating for 1 and a half year now when are we getting married?" I asked frustrated

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"Samrat we've been dating for 1 and a half year now when are we getting married?" I asked frustrated.

"I am not ready for marriage yet nor are you. " he said casually

"I am ready but you are not, and why did you begin dating me if you don't want it to end in marriage?" I said annoyed of this constant nonsense.

"Look my family has certain expectations from their daughter in law and for that I need to train you. " he said what?

"Why do you mean expectations and train me?" I asked confused.

"Simple as in our family the wife doesn't work nor does she do anything without her husband's permission she obeys her husband eats his leftovers. Does all his chores, cleans his shoes. Massages his feet every night till he says to stop." He explained like it's nothing.

"Is this a marriage or a concentration camp?" I asked

"Don't ever disrespect my family again." He shouted.

"I will because they are a bunch of fools, you know what I don't want to talk to you bye." I said and left the cafe.

I am walking towards my home but I felt like someone is following me, I looked behind and found no one.

I continued walking, suddenly someone grabbed me from behind and put a cloth over my nose I can't hold my breath any longer.






Huh?

I am kidnapped.

How dare they?

I am Neeti Abuja nobody messes with me.

I suddenly felt someone lift a cover from me, ahhh the light stung my eyes.

I looked around and right in front of me was a man that's half bald and a woman that's also half bald and is practically made of plastic.

"Welcome to my world. You see I didn't want to harm you but..." the half bald man was saying.

Does this man think he is in a movie and I am the damsel in distress

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