powerful.
“Please,” Lindsey whispered.
Her e yes were glittering with tears and her long, dark hair lay in messy tassels around her pale, terror stricken face.
Kyle paused by the door, looking back at her. “Please?” he repeated softly, his voice low and inquisitive. “Please what, Lindsey?”
Her eyes were wide as she regarded him. She swallowed deeply before she spoke again.
“Let me go home,” she tried hopefully. “Please, Kyle. I will do anything you want, I won’t tell anyone.”
For a moment Kyle showed no emotion. His eyes were stuck on Lindsey and were as calm as Lindsey was scared.
But then a loud laugh bellowed from his lips and his whole face sprung to life. He shook his head in amusement, as if Lindsey had told him a good joke.
She watched him silently, feeling cold as all her hope seeped out of her heart.
“Nice try, darling,” was all Kyle said. “Nice try.”
He slammed the door shut and Lindsey listened in horror as she heard a loud click. Kyle had locked her in the bedroom. Now all she could do was listen to him move through the house as she tried to control her fit of sobs and tears.
Kyle would never let her go.
Chapter Three
A loud click woke Lindsey from her sleep. Her eyes snapped open and confusion took hold as she searched her surroundings. Chaotic, crazed thoughts swept through her head before she remembered what had happened to her. She was still in Kyle’s clutches, but nevertheless, she was still alive and yet she couldn’t believe she had fallen asleep in HIS bed.
Kyle calmly entered the room, dressed in a pair of black trousers and a white T-shirt which Lindsey could see the outlines of his abs through. She bit down on her lip, now completely understanding why she had no chance of fighting her abductor in the car park. He was muscular and fit. Lindsey was slim and had never been to the gym before in her entire life.
Kyle smiled warmly and made his way over to Lindsey’s bedside. Lindsey watched carefully, curling up in a defensive ball.
Kyle reached out, running his fingers through Lindsey long, dark hair. “Good afternoon, my Lindsey,” he cooed gently. “I trust you slept well.”
Lindsey did not answer him.
She could feel his eyes scanning her, as if trying to provoke a reaction. But Lindsey was in no mood to talk to her captor.
“You must be hungry,” he said suddenly.
To this Lindsey’s eyes flickered up, giving her away. Kyle smiled back down at her knowingly, his fingers still entwined in her hair.
“If you change out of those clothes into something more comfortable, I will prepare your lunch,” Kyle offered softly. He leant down, placing a kiss onto Lindsey’s forehead. “Come Lindsey, no more childish behaviour.”
Lindsey slowly let her legs go and sat up, looking directly into Kyle’s shimmering eyes.
“There we go,” he smiled in approval.
His fingers gently trailed down her face, tenderly wiping the wet tears away from Lindsey’s warm cheeks.
“No more tears,” he whispered.
His eyes burned into hers.
Lindsey felt her mouth drop open; a slick, tingling feeling spread from the pit of her stomach, slowly trailing up her arms to her fingertips.
His touch, although unwanted, was not undesirable. It was far from it.
Suddenly his moist lips crushed against hers, stealing from her a passionate, hard kiss that made Lindsey breathless. When Kyle finally pulled away, Lindsey could not find her words. All she could do was stare at her captor as he stared back at her, his eyes on fire.
“Get dressed Lindsey,” he said softly. “And then come to me downstairs. We’ll talk over lunch, now that you are well rested.”
Lindsey gave one, silent nod. And with that, Kyle left the room, leaving Lindsey alone to process what had just happened to her.
She placed her fingers upon her pink lips, feeling how they seemed to burn with a mix of pain and pleasure. He had kissed her like no one had
“Please,” Lindsey whispered.
Her e yes were glittering with tears and her long, dark hair lay in messy tassels around her pale, terror stricken face.
Kyle paused by the door, looking back at her. “Please?” he repeated softly, his voice low and inquisitive. “Please what, Lindsey?”
Her eyes were wide as she regarded him. She swallowed deeply before she spoke again.
“Let me go home,” she tried hopefully. “Please, Kyle. I will do anything you want, I won’t tell anyone.”
For a moment Kyle showed no emotion. His eyes were stuck on Lindsey and were as calm as Lindsey was scared.
But then a loud laugh bellowed from his lips and his whole face sprung to life. He shook his head in amusement, as if Lindsey had told him a good joke.
She watched him silently, feeling cold as all her hope seeped out of her heart.
“Nice try, darling,” was all Kyle said. “Nice try.”
He slammed the door shut and Lindsey listened in horror as she heard a loud click. Kyle had locked her in the bedroom. Now all she could do was listen to him move through the house as she tried to control her fit of sobs and tears.
Kyle would never let her go.
Chapter Three
A loud click woke Lindsey from her sleep. Her eyes snapped open and confusion took hold as she searched her surroundings. Chaotic, crazed thoughts swept through her head before she remembered what had happened to her. She was still in Kyle’s clutches, but nevertheless, she was still alive and yet she couldn’t believe she had fallen asleep in HIS bed.
Kyle calmly entered the room, dressed in a pair of black trousers and a white T-shirt which Lindsey could see the outlines of his abs through. She bit down on her lip, now completely understanding why she had no chance of fighting her abductor in the car park. He was muscular and fit. Lindsey was slim and had never been to the gym before in her entire life.
Kyle smiled warmly and made his way over to Lindsey’s bedside. Lindsey watched carefully, curling up in a defensive ball.
Kyle reached out, running his fingers through Lindsey long, dark hair. “Good afternoon, my Lindsey,” he cooed gently. “I trust you slept well.”
Lindsey did not answer him.
She could feel his eyes scanning her, as if trying to provoke a reaction. But Lindsey was in no mood to talk to her captor.
“You must be hungry,” he said suddenly.
To this Lindsey’s eyes flickered up, giving her away. Kyle smiled back down at her knowingly, his fingers still entwined in her hair.
“If you change out of those clothes into something more comfortable, I will prepare your lunch,” Kyle offered softly. He leant down, placing a kiss onto Lindsey’s forehead. “Come Lindsey, no more childish behaviour.”
Lindsey slowly let her legs go and sat up, looking directly into Kyle’s shimmering eyes.
“There we go,” he smiled in approval.
His fingers gently trailed down her face, tenderly wiping the wet tears away from Lindsey’s warm cheeks.
“No more tears,” he whispered.
His eyes burned into hers.
Lindsey felt her mouth drop open; a slick, tingling feeling spread from the pit of her stomach, slowly trailing up her arms to her fingertips.
His touch, although unwanted, was not undesirable. It was far from it.
Suddenly his moist lips crushed against hers, stealing from her a passionate, hard kiss that made Lindsey breathless. When Kyle finally pulled away, Lindsey could not find her words. All she could do was stare at her captor as he stared back at her, his eyes on fire.
“Get dressed Lindsey,” he said softly. “And then come to me downstairs. We’ll talk over lunch, now that you are well rested.”
Lindsey gave one, silent nod. And with that, Kyle left the room, leaving Lindsey alone to process what had just happened to her.
She placed her fingers upon her pink lips, feeling how they seemed to burn with a mix of pain and pleasure. He had kissed her like no one had
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