In which she needs a man to rock her feelings but ended up kidnapped
A Kris Wu one shot
Word count : 10000
Genre : Kidnap! AU!
Second one shot of the "Kokopop series"
"Forget the typical me that you've known, my hidden instincts"
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There she was , seated alone in front of her drink , leaning on the comfortable sofa the luxurious night club provided the VIP customers, Lost in her own thoughts , legs crossed together as she aimlessly stared forward .
She had always been alone , single and lacking warmth .
lacking love and appreciation , she wondered why throughout all the 26 years she had lived , she hadn't dated or kissed a guy just yet , whoever would offer she'd decline .
a part of her blamed it on her fearful side , fearful of new encounters , fearful of first things , fearful of loving someone and getting too attached , fearful of showing weakness .
Was that it ? was she afraid of loving ?
Her slender fingers reached out to grasp the champagne majestic cup , taking a small sip as she amusingly looked at the amount of molesting going down on the dance floor .
She chuckled , slightly shaking her head .
She took a deep breath before reaching out for her purse , leaving the nightclub , still alone and full of thoughts .
it was her routine on Saturday nights , she would for a couple of hours to the same night club , have a drink or two and leave in her expensive car to her snobbish looking mansion .
Little did she know , there was someone who was aware of her frequent , scheduled visits to the nightclub .
Ever since Kris noticed the tall , good looking figure with long charcoal coloured hair that Saturday night entering the VIP room all alone , he was infatuated , she always came alone , sat alone , drank alone then left .
He watched her from the room on the side he would sitting in with his friends and a bunch of females .
Her nightclub room would always have the door slightly open, and theirs as well .
She intrigued him in the strangest ways , she'd always be dressed so decently , dresses that would fit the mood completely ; slightly exposing and short yet so sophistically perfect .
Was she trying to lure someone ? he wondered to himself , because she just did .
She intimidated him in a way , by the time he was familiar with her figure he started wondering why she would come alone and always leave alone , as if she didn't have any friends or acquaintances, he grew obsessed .
Until that night , he watched her enter the nightclub when he was peeking at the dance floor from the top hall that lead to the VIP rooms .
She was dressed in an emerald velvet short off shoulder dress , a jacket draped over her shoulder , her hair high up in a ponytail that made her look even more sexy .
He watched her climb the stairs comfortably and enter the usual room she would be in every Saturday , He was still thinking about whether to make a move and ask to sit with her or be rudely declined .
