The Kidnapping of Roan Sinclair
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Read between March 20 - March 21, 2024
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If he wasn’t a fucking kidnapper, I would have said he was hot. Lie. He was hot, even if he was a kidnapper. But he lost major points for being a criminal.
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Tall, dark, and murdery were not admirable traits. He wasn’t even nice. Nice to look at, but not a nice person.
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No one had ever looked at me like that, like the sun rose and fucking set with me. It was thrilling, empowering. He wanted this — he wanted me. Bad.
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“I know whenever you get close to me, you can’t keep your hands off of me. I bet you’re hard right now.”
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“You can’t help who you love any more than you can help how tall you are or what color your skin is. It’s not a fucking choice, it just is.”
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I wasn’t kissing him so much as being kissed, with anger and need and desperation. The hand on my throat slipped around to the back, threading through my hair to cradle the back of my head.
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He was like a drug I couldn’t kick. I tried, and failed. I didn’t want to try anymore. I didn’t care if I went straight to Hell. Roan was the first good thing in my life and I wasn’t going to give him up.
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Resting my forehead against his, I closed my eyes, keeping my hands on either side of his face. “I’m not going anywhere, Solnyshko.”
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“So you’re kidnapping me again?” He shot me a look out of the corner of his eye, smirking. “Think of it as… sleepover.”
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“You’re mine, Solnyshko,” Sasha said, tearing his mouth from mine and fixing me with one of his piercing looks, the kind that saw straight to my soul.
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“From now on, you are mine,” he repeated in a growl. The words reverberated from his chest into mine, solidifying that they were real and not just my imagination. “No one else’s. Do you understand?” “I’m yours,” I agreed in a stunned whisper.
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The Wolf was off the leash and those motherfuckers had no idea what hell was coming for them.
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“I kneel for no one,” I repeated, gazing up at Roan, “except the one I love.”
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Was this really fucking happening right now? Not only were we both alive, miraculously, but Roan used our near-death experience to fucking network?!
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For me, Roan was the sun, the center of my universe, the thing that gave me life. Without it, without him, I’d surely wither away and die.
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“I told you, you’re mine, Solnyshko. I’m never letting you go.”
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As long as I drew breath, he was mine, and I was his.