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His eyes narrows and my hand shoots up to cover my mouth. He licks his lips and my eyes wander to his mouth. Its a pretty nice mouth too. Pink lips, not too big, but slightly plump and now covered in a light shine from his tongue. Nice. Really nice.
"Miss. Bell, I assume." he asks, "Alana Bell."
I shake my head. "No, it Aaliyah. Aaliyah Bell."
The muscle in his jaw starts working and I can hear the loud sigh escape him through his nose. "Well, Miss. Aaliyah Bell, I think its time we had a little talk."
64 Kapitel Abgeschlossene Geschichte Erwachseneninhalt
64 Kapitel
Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Erwachseneninhalt
| First book in "His" series |
"I'm really sorry, but you're going to have to stay here for the next couple of months. But trust me, no one is going to hurt you when you're here." My kidnapper says, gently.
"Trust! Trust you!? How can I trust you? You had me kidnapped, gagged, blindfolded and shot! And now you're telling me to trust you!" I shoot back.
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When sixteen year old, Courtney was tied up, blindfolded, gagged, shot and chucked into the back of the car, she wasn't excepting that her kidnapper had saved her life.
WARNING: This story was written when I was very young and immature. There are significant plot holes and grammar issues. I hope to rewrite this story someday but for now - read at your own risk.