She is beautiful, gentle, and generous with straight legs,tiny waist,big butt,pink lips,pointed nose and dark blue eyes and she is also a freak when it comes to twerking. Her name is Samantha macrons she live with her widowed mother but was kidnapped on her way to church and sold to a cold hearted young handsome man His name is Dillon Johnson a handsome billionaire in Italy,he is tall with pink lips,grey eyes,pointed nose,his skin is almost white ,even the blind can sense his handsomeness But what happens??when he bought Samantha to be his slave but ends up falling in love with her.
Chapter 1 Kidnapped
SAMANTHA'S POV
"Mum,mum am off to church see you in the evening,I said as I went to the kitchen to see my mum.
"OK come back on time" she said.
"I will" I said as I gave her a hug and kiss her cheek.
My name is Samantha, am twenty years old,I am the only child of my mother, my dad died when I was still in the womb and since then my mum refuses to marry.
My mother is a very good Christian and a prayer warrior if you think you can pray then I think it's because you haven't met my mum.
As I was going to church I had a feeling that some one is following me and when I look back I saw a tall guy with brod chest like that of a warrior coming after me and I became afraid and immediately I started walking fast but as I was walking I saw another man walking towards me dressed in all black.
As I was about to run away the two of them grab hold of me and put something like a white handkerchief in my nose and I black out.
TRICIA'S POV
Its already evening and Sam is not yet back, what could she be doing in church or is she at the priest house, well let me wait a little bit to see if she will come back.
★HOURS LATER★
Oh my God it's already 8.20 pm and Sam is not back ,what could have happened to her or is she in our neighbours house.
I dressed up immediately and went to our neighborhood but every house I entered said they haven't seen her today.
I went home and decide to call our parish priest and he picked it at first ring.
Hello"the priest said
Hello good evening father"I said
"Good evening Mrs Tricia any problem??He replied
"No father I call to ask you if my daughter is their with you.
Your daughter?? Well since today I haven't seen her and she did not come for Bible reading today" he said and tears gathered up in my eyes.
"Oh God where could she be God please protect her for me" I cried.
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