My Secret Identity

"Hey!" I yelled.

He turned around and looked at me. "What?" he asked, sarcastically.

"You know what" I moaned. "You were meant to kiss me" I whined.

He laughed and ran back to me.

He connected his hands around the back of my neck and pressed his lips against mine. Now this was romantic. Every inch of my body felt warm and fluttery. I pressed my lips harder against his and rested both my hands on his bum. I hooked my thumbs into his back pockets and smiled. He pulled away and smiled back at me.

Susan had to move from England when she was younger because her dad was fighting in a war, but now a sick, evil man has constructed an army of troops to steal girls and turn them into prostitutes. One day Susan gets captured by the troops but soon she realizes that she is falling in love with her kidnapper. But is the feeling mutual? Will they be able to hide for the rest of their lives?