Chained by a possessive mafia's love

a’s

they know someone kidnapped me, or wou

t my parents, the more

ever even cried loudly but at this mome

my parents—everything fo

d to a middle-class family,

to my family. Two months ago, a doctor

o earn money for my father but mostly failed. I knew how much my father protected me from t

atment, under the condition of me marrying him. Picking up my father lying in the hospital withou

. At first, my family didn’t accept my decision, but how could I let my father

now since I suddenly vanished f

alone because I was selfish or something like this? They would get hurt

But I couldn’t even afford my father's treatment. So how could I fulfill a kidnapper’s demand? If they kidnapped me for mo

thoughts mess with my brain. I know t

s; I stood up, took a shower, and came out f

closet, and I

hes were costly from my middle-class experience, and from very renowned brands—surprisingly all the c

Has anyone kidnapped me or taken the wrong person?

get out of here a

e to pick out what to wear. Anything would do

nd it would be more comfortable while run

one had already left, but it left me angry, seeing all of th

r work other than standing here?” I was already furious and seei

fulfill your needs. Thus, we will be with you everywhere except

his loudly, but I understood they would never take my words seri

ve time to argue with them. “Okay, can any of you please tell me why I’

u that. Please come with us. Right this way,”

nd, and three more adult female

n Perso

for the first time in two days. I was so

d. I wanted to destroy the entire city—ruin eve

I allow someone else to marry her? She would be my qu

ink he could? How dare was he? He wanted to

know who the real king is. A person like me who can destroy him or a person like hi

that this city’s

hen someone touches his girl, which

ing for her, so how could he give the chance to take her