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Fallen for my kidnapper

He tied me up, blind folded me,raped me and roughly handled me. But somehow, in those days he held me captive, those days i was kidnapped by him, i fell for him.

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chapter 33

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After some minutes, close to an hour, I still

couldn't fall asleep. And from the looks of it, I wouldn't anytime soon.

I tried the door thinking it was locked but to my surprise, it wasn't.

I got out of the room and walked to the living room. Sin wasn't there, or at the kitchen. I guessed he was in the room he spent a lot of time in. And I did not want to go look for him  in there.

So I went outside instead. There was chairs and a table on the porch veranda.

I didn't feel like seating there so instead I sat on floor with my legs on the stairs of the porch.

I could still see the blue waters, the palm trees, some other trees and bushes.

I sat there watching the water go back and forth as my thoughts were all over.

It was a bit cold but I was okay.

I wondered if I approached this the wrong way.

But then, how else would I? That was all we did together. That was all i could use.

I hated him. I knew that. Why was I not acting like I did?

After 10 minutes, I started rubbing my arms in response to the cold air. But still seeing no chance of sleep at the moment, my eyes still being wide awake, I stayed on the porch.

I kept looking at the ocean deep in thought.

I was so lost in thought when I suddenly felt something covering me.

I looked at my shoulders and it was small

blanket. It looked like one of those travel

blankets.

I looked up to see Sin next to me and he was the one covering me.... Of course it was him, its just us in this entire island.

Duh!

I didn't say anything and I held the blanket

tightly wrapping it around me and covering it to my legs too.

Sin then sat on the porch next to me.

I was not expecting that.

"What are you thinking about?" He immediately asked after he sat down.

This felt like the first time he had actually talked to me since i last kissed me. Or let's say first.

He was still in his sweatshirt and pants as he too stared at the ocean.

"Well, I'm just thinking about how I never had a life." I said still staring at the ocean as well.

I wasn't really thinking about that though.

"You never had a life, what does that mean?"

I guess I could ramble my thoughts.

"Just like that, since middle school, I didn't

have a life. My bodyguards constantly

surrounding me kept me from that. They

followed me everywhere I went and that made me lose alot of friends. I never went to the mall with anyone, not the movies, or the park... Nobody wanted to be followed around by men in black looking serious all the time standing next to us as we ate lunch or something.They

cost me all of my friends. No one liked being followed around all the time, which would be when they hanged out with me and neither did I, so people avoided me."

"You became a loner?"

"Yes.My only company was my bodyguards."

"You should blame me for that!" He said

quietly.

I turned to him with interest. I should blame him, he was right.

"You're right. I should."

"Do you?" He asked looking at me now.

"No. I don't."

"Why not?"

"I don't know." I said shrugging as my eyes

went back to the ocean.

I could tell his were still on me. And they stayed on me for an entire minute of silence. It was so hard not to blush.

"Can I ask you something Jennie?" He said with a gentle voice I hadn't heard him use on me.

I turned to him and met his eyes.

"Sure.."

He opened his mouth to say something and then he looked like he changed his mind at the last second.

"Why do you keep staring at the ocean like that?" Was that really what he wanted to ask me?

"I always find you looking through the window and all you watch is the waters move. Why?" He continued.

I was pretty sure that he swallowed his previous question, the one he really wanted to ask me.

But I answered him anyway

"Well, it's because it calms me. From day one when we came here, the waters moving, the little waves, the calmness, its blue waters, it just seems so peaceful. It makes me feel peaceful. It frees my mind from worries. It makes me calm."

"Oww. Okay. Do you like the beach? Do you love the ocean?"

"Actually, I am more of a country side person. That's because I like horses and meadows."

It feels so good to finally say those words to someone and they listen.

"You know there is some beauty in the beach too."

"I didn't know that until I came here." I said with half a smile remembering my lunch with Richard and how I hated his talks about taking me to the beach and a yacht. Well his reason was because he wanted to see me in a bikini. That made me not want to go to the beach even

more.

"Well, this place has both." He said.

"What do you mean?"

"It has the beauty of the sea on this side. But also, on the other side of the island, there is wild horses and a meadow."

I turned to him full body looking excited.

"Wild horses and a meadow on an island?"

"Yes. This island is gifted like that. I will take you there tomorrow."

"Really?"

"Of course." He gave me a little smile that only lasted for a second but I still noticed it.

Its the first time i had ever seen him smile. Even though it was brief, i still saw it.

Maybe this was working.

I moved next to him slowly then I reached for his lips again and kissed him.

I was very nervous as I thought he might walk away again.

This time, and immediately, I felt him kissing me back. And that made my heart skip a beat or two.

He held the side of my face as he sucked my lower lips.

His touch was very gentle, as was his kiss.

His other hand held me on my waist and pulled me closer to him until there was no space between us.

Just then, he broke the kiss. I opened my eyes and looked at him and he still had his closed.

He looked like he was deep in thought, like he struggling with something going on his head.

He then opened his eyes and looked at me.

"If only you were not your Father's daughter. Things may have been different."

I had heard that before, from Gizmo.

But what did his version of it mean?

I didn't have time to think about it as he kissed me this time.

He kept kissing me as he pushed gently to lay on the porch.

We kept kissing and kissing as he fucked me on the porch.

It warmed my heart when he was gentle with me.