Hayat pov:
I opened my eyes slowly, and saw that I was in a king size bed which looked quite expensive. I jumped out of the bed and suddenly all the memories from last night rushed through my mind. I remember someone attacked me on the back of my head, the hit was too hard, it's painful. I touched the spot where that jerk hit me. It's quite swollen there.
I looked around and everything seems so expensive it feels like I'm in a 5 or 7 star hotel. But no one seemed to be there except me so I made my way towards the door so I could run away from here. I turned the door handle but obviously it was locked. I walked towards the window and looked outside. Woah! The view was beautiful and breathtaking. But too bad I can't stay here long.
Suddenly the door knob started to turn and I saw my handsome kidnapper. Did I just say handsome?
"Good morning baby! Did you sleep well?" He said so calmly
Does he think I am mad? How can he be so calm after kidnapping me? Why is he calling me baby? Does he love me? Impossible!!
"Don't call me that! Where am I?
Why am I here?
Why are you doing this?
What do you want from me?
Are you gonna kill me?
Wait, Are you gonna ra--
My eyes widened in shock as our bodies touched . Before I could say or do anything his lip came crashing down on me. I started pushing him away but he acted like a brick wall and didn't move. He held the kiss long till I stopped moving and pushed him away. He pushed away from the kiss and looked at me as I was breathing heavily. His eyes were filled with so much love ,lust, concern and many more , I couldn't identify .My eyes was at the verge of tears but I'll never allow my tears to fall down because it shows that I'm weak . I know maybe it's my bias.
"What the he-" he stopped me in sentence as my eyes widened.
"Baby this is the only way to make you quiet and I would love to make you quiet again and again! He said and looked at me with grinning face
I got the hint, he wanted me to stop asking questions like I was going to listen, haha!
now I was fuming with high degree so here we go
"What the hell! How dare you ?
How could you kiss me?
Why am I here?
I want my an-"
Before I could say or do anything his lip came crashing down on me again. I really made him angry because this time the kiss was quite rough and seems like he's giving punishment from his mouth. Now its better not to ask anything otherwise he'll keep kissing me and he already told me he would love to do it again and again. He pushed away from the kiss and looked at me
"Wanna ask more?" He gritted
It's better to keep my mouth shut.
"Do you know you ask lots of questions! But I got the solution, I won't mind kissing you all day to keep your mouth shut." he said and looked at me with a grinning face.
I wish I could take away that smile from his face and slap him until he answers all my questions but now I can only give a death glare from my beautiful eyes.
I gave him death glare but he chuckled and it fueled my anger all I could do was the only thing I learnt from my best friend is kick where sun doesn't shine! hehe!
"I am sorry Mr. Norman but you brought this on yourself" I told him before I kicked him where the sun doesn't shine.
He grunted and fell on the floor.
I ran towards the door to escape .....
To be continued........
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My possessive Lover
Roman d'amourMurat Norman is a 24 years old handsome and sexiest men in the world, one of the most powerful and richest men in England. He was known to be ruthless and merciless, unforgiving. Hayat sarsilmaaz is a 21 years old waitress working in a cafe. she's...