𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐇: 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

"𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍"

"Leave me, you fiend!"
I spat, trying to shout, but my voice was muffled by his finger pressed against my lips.
"Shhh, let me get my peace, let me breathe," he whispered, his voice husky and low, sending a shiver down my spine. I felt my anger flare.
"You didn't want me, so I had to do this, to kidnap you," he continued, his voice dripping with possession.
"Oh, so you thought kidnapping me would make me want you?" I sneered, venom coating my words. I tried to keep my tone steady, but my voice trembled with rage.
He smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement, his expression cold and calculating. "No, it will make you stay," he said, his hand gently cupping my face.
"No, it won't," I retorted, trying to sound brave despite the fear creeping in.
He chuckled, his eyes glinting with malice. "Okay, then I know who will make you stay," he said, his voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. His pause was deliberate, and I felt a chill run down my spine.
"Who?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady, but my fear was growing, spreading its dark tendrils through my mind.
He leaned in, his breath whispering against my ear. "Our baby," he whispered, his voice low and husky.
My world turned upside down. Fear, genuine fear, gripped me, its icy fingers closing around my heart. I felt my eyes widen in terror, and my breath caught in my throat.
"W-what the fuck do you mean?" I stuttered, trying to comprehend the horror he was suggesting.
He smiled, his hand moving to cup my stomach. "If I make you carry my baby, you won't have any other option but to stay," he said, his voice deep and menacing. His words hung in the air like a threat, and I felt my fear escalate.

𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒

- 𝐖𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐃 × 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑
- 𝐏𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈 × 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍
- LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT
- KIDNAPPING