Kidnapped by my Mate

Rules

Wanda

I took a step back, which brought the man in front of me to a stop.

My mate, I hadn't expected to find him. But here he was and he was a rouge, of all things. Tears welled up in my eyes and I blinked them away immediately. The man in front of me stared into my eyes, he looked disappointed when he saw my tears.

Then his gaze slid over my neck, his eyes narrowed and he stepped quickly towards me.

He stopped just in front of me and pushed my hair slightly to the side to expose my neck.

I flinched, a new wave of panic rolling over me. The man in front of me looked at me strangely, almost sympathetically, then turned angrily back to his father.

"What's that?!" He asked angrily, pointing at my neck.

"Oh, that? Xavier tried to force her to give him a blowjob earlier. The matter is settled. He's dead, they're burying him in the garden right now." Said Damien as if he had just told him about a kids prank.

"You'll meet me with the price, she's damaged." He said to Damien.

Ouch! What an arsehole!

Damien threw the man a large wad of money, which he caught effortlessly and put in his jacket pocket.

The man turned to me and grabbed up my arm, I tried to shake his hand off but he only held me tighter.

"We're leaving." He said sternly to me and led me out of the office and out of the building. When we stepped out of the door, a car was already waiting for us at the side of the road. He put me in the passenger seat and then got in on his side. We were in a courtyard and there wasn't a soul to be seen as we drove off. The man turned out of the backyard and then drove onto a busy street. We were in the middle of the city, very close to my apartment.

We drove for almost 30 minutes in uncomfortable silence, there was music playing quietly in the car, but otherwise nothing could be heard. We had driven out of the city, there were still many houses and apartment blocks here. The car slowed down as we approached a dark building. It had 5 floors and one side was completely glassed in. We pulled into the underground parking garage, the man parked the car, got out and came around to my side.

He still didn't speak a word as he led me into an elevator and then to the apartment on the top floor.

When the elevator arrived with a ping, we entered a large entrance area. The elevator was directly connected to the apartment and the man had used his fingerprint as a code.

I wouldn't be able to escape unless I cut off his thumb. I considered the idea for a moment, then shook myself slightly. No, I wasn't like that, I couldn't do such a thing.

The man closed the doors in front of the elevator, locking me in.

"So. I'd like to talk to you, can we talk?" He asked me, his tone like he was talking to an injured deer.

I nodded.

He walked into the apartment, into a huge living room with a large, light-colored sofa. He motioned for me to sit down, which I did. He knelt on the floor in front of me, he was still taller than even me when he was kneeling like that.

"I'll take the tape off you, I'll try to be as gentle as possible. Ok?" He asked me, again I nodded.

He gently pulled the tape off my mouth, my skin tingled wherever his fingers had touched me.

Automatically, I touched my lips with my fingers, which felt very swollen.

His gaze followed my fingers and when I lowered my hand, his hand cupped my cheek. His touch was so gentle and tender, the mate-bond caused a tingling sensation to run through my whole body.

He gently touched my lower lip with his thumb, I audibly sucked in my breath and my pulse quickened. Not because I was afraid, which I definitely should have been, but because this beautiful man in front of me aroused me immensely. His touch and the mate-bond naturally added to it.

He let go of me as if he had burned himself on me and the spell was broken.

What the hell was I thinking?

The man in front of me had kidnapped me and I had nothing better to do than stare at him like a teenager and get wet because of him!

I had to pull myself together!

He was my mate, but he had also kidnapped me, so I shouldn't melt into a puddle at his feet!

The man was still kneeling in front of me and after a deep breath he began to untie my hands.

Again, his touch sent shivers down my spine. His lips were pressed tightly together, so the touch didn't leave him cold either.

When my arms were free, I rubbed my hands over my wrists.

The man pulled away from me and sat on a small chair opposite me.

He scrutinized me intensely, his gaze sliding back and forth to my lips.

"I'm sure you know that I bought you from my father?" I nodded.

"And that we're mates." I nodded again, even though it wasn't a question.

"I don't want to give you the wrong impression of me. I'm your mate and I saved you from my father, but I'm not Prince Charming. I'm exactly the monster my father warned you about."

He said, and his tone sounded ominous.

My heart was pounding in my throat, the man in front of me was dangerous, I could feel it. He looked at me out of his brown eyes, his jaw was hard and angular, like one of those fashion models on the catwalk. His dark brown hair was messy, as if he had run his fingers through it too much.

He wore a black shirt, the sleeves rolled back to reveal his strong forearms. He had dark tattoos on his right arm, they were patterns but I couldn't make them out. His suit pants were also black and perfectly framed his legs; they must have been tailor-made.

I was brought out of my thoughts by him clearing his throat and my head jerked upwards.

A slight grin played around his lips. s**t, he had just caught me checking him out.

He must have thought I was completely out of my mind to be attracted to my kidnapper.

"I'll explain you the rules of your stay with me." He said again, completely serious.

I sat up straight and looked at him attentively. I had to be on my guard if I wanted to escape from here. Because that's what I wanted, the house was close to the city, so I would surely find someone to help me when I made it out of the building.

"You're going to stay with me for the next 12 months. I paid half a million dollars for you and you're going to pay me back by working it off." He said and I went pale.

What kind of expectation did he have of me paying him back? I had to stay with him for a whole year? A year!