Kidnapped - It's Time For LOVE

PART #2

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SWARA POV

Next day I wake up in a strange king size bed lying on my back. I am in someone's bedroom. My ears are kind of ringing. I immediately sit up but due to the sudden movement I feel my head pounding a little. It feels like my first hangover. Wait! I am not in my clothes. I am in silk night shift and I am not wearing a b*a only p*nties but these are not mine. Oh god! Where am I? I scan the room. There are three doors and no windows in this blue room. I walk up on my wobbly legs to the first one and pull the handle. It is a bathroom. I walk to the next door and there I find clothes. Men's clothes. No. I try not to cry out loud but spill hot tears all over my cheeks. I see there are some women's clothes too. I walk towards the third door but it is locked. There is a key pad on the door. What the f**k! This one is password locked. Surely this is the one which is the exit or leads to it. I pound on the door till my fists hurt and cry hard.

Not knowing what to do I go and sit on the edge of the bed and cover my face and cry again. Wait a second, the man called me SWARA . He knew my name. But how? He knows me. But how? He kidnapped me. But why? What is he gonna do with me? What would happen to me? I cry a new set of hot tears.

"Oh please don't cry love. Everything is fine now. One minute." I see my kidnapper near the door. He enters the room and shuts the door before entering password on the keypad. During all this I do a thorough analysis of his profile. He is about six feet four inches, very well built. He must be in his early or mid twenties. He could be model or he is maybe. His shirt dark is royal blue. He wears it with a black jacket and black jeans. His hair is ink black which contrasts his skin. . But he looks familiar.

After locking the door he gives me a smile revealing his perfect teeth. Also he is too strong and chuckled when I bit him hard which was supposed to draw blood from his hand but it didn't. Maybe he has no blood. He could be a v-vampire. No! He comes closer and I stand up.
"No, please, please, oh god." I say while walking backwards away from him.
"Don't worry, come here Swara" he says walking swiftly towards me.
"I beg you, beg you p-please leave me alone" I try to stifle my sobs and not to cry hard but I fail miserably. I don't wanna die so young. I am not even 19.
"I tried baby, I can't do that. I have a need of you" he says stepping further closer to me.
"Plea-- d-don't kill me please... I want to l-live" I choke on my words and cough hard. My body hits the corner of the room. And he is in front of me blocking me. I know this is my end. The end.

He comes closer to me but his body doesn't touch me although I can feel his breath on my forehead. With his palm he cups my face and I feel that his hand is so cool on my hot cheek. I try to beg him again last time for my life but I can't. Struggling to breathe I look up in his brown eyes. Taking a long ragged breath I try to speak.
"Don-- kill..." and before I complete my sentence he tugs my body to his.
"Oh no love. I won't even hurt you, forget about killing. I am not a murderer baby"
And before I know he lifts me and we are on his bed. He is sitting on the bed and I am in his lap. He is rubbing my back, kissing my hair and cradling me like I am his child and he is my mother.

"I am not a threat to you. I won't hurt you. Never. I am not lying to you. I never do."
Listening this I feel that the air has become thin and light. I am at least able to breathe now. After a minute or two I want to get away from this man who kidnapped and ask him why did he do so? But I don't have the courage. Definitely this man has the potential to destroy me with just a fifth of his power. I try to shift and he loosens his hold on me.
"Would you like to eat something? Breakfast?" he asks wiping my tears.
"Why? Why did you kidnap me?" I ask between my sobs. My voice so small.
"Yeah, I know that's wrong but I couldn't leave you alone. I shifted from Mumbai to Goa to avoid you. I tried for a long time but never could get rid of you. I thought to ask you on a date but... I knew what you said to Laksh. Do you remember?"

My thoughts drift to the past. Yes I remember I said I would never date him because I hate men. I hated my father because he was so careless towards my mother and remarried in just a month after my mother's death. I most of the time felt that he just Show Off that he loves my mom but he showed no emotions when she died. All of the men are same. He never loved my mother truly. I said that because I was overwhelmed with emotions and was naïve. After I met my step mother I realized that women could be heartless too.

"I didn't want that to happen to me." I jump and gasp when he starts to speak again. Seeing this he starts rubbing my back again. All I can see is concern in his beautiful brown eyes fringed by long black thick lashes. God! He is beautiful. He smiles his beautiful smile and his other hand goes into my hair and then I realize my hair isn't in a bun. It falls freely in somewhat tangled waves. He pulls my face closer to his. Oh god! No! First kiss, then that! No! Please stop. I close my eyes shut when I feel his breath on my lips. He places a soft kiss on my forehead. My eyes spring open. I see him smiling happily. He embraces me softly and rests his face on my shoulder. He smells good. Even being scared I immediately love his cologne.

Pulling me closer he starts whispering into my ear.
"But then I saw you in my city. You were being chased by someone at the station then you were crying in the booth. I knew something was wrong. So I brought you here."
"Brought me here? But why? What do you want from me?" I ask still being in his chest.
"I want everything from you. Everything you have." Hearing this I sigh and start speaking, "I have about 5000 Rupees with me in the bag. You can keep them all."
As if I have cracked a joke he starts laughing hysterically after removing his face from my neck.
"You think I want your money?" he asks me with his expression amused.
"Then what do you want?" I ask seriously. His expression changes from amused to dangerous. I swallow dry.

"You. ........ I want you."

To Be Continue.........

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Precap : Dont Know

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***** Note guyz :

In my writing no Rag I may use Lak but never together as Rag Lak. ... it 'll be fine for you guyz ... ?

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