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Kidnapped by my ex's boss

Kidnapped by my ex's boss

Author: Nesfield
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Chapter 1 Sarah

Word Count: 1302    |    Released on: 08/11/2024

d in my ears and swam beneath my skin. How many had I already taken? E

le too far. I didn't realise someone was calling my name until I felt

? With a heaving motion, Bailey let out a curse and ran to

n with a smile and sai

didn't move from her spo

her voice was clear and sweet as she enquir

hump terribly. I wanted to forget abou

r rather, m

the start. When I dropped out, Ethan helped me through my mother's illness and remained by my sid

vered that all of his possessions were gone, and discovered his eng

rtship, they split up. And he

g. I asked all his acquaintances and the individuals I assumed he worked for, and I s

the grieving process, from acceptance tha

mething I'd done? Was I

meet. As a security guard, it was him who brought in the majority of the cash. He had never addressed my feelings of inad

ere anoth

l rage, as there was no

on your behalf." Bailey jolted me

se than was required. Whether I was drunk or not, I wasn't going to stay in. In the first plac

coming here for me

is all the time. Things mafia and gang related. Horrible garbage. She flicked he

worse. She talked a lot about that, always being so unduly circumspect. Occasionally, she would regale me with a series of hazy tales about various things that she s

as that name?

e chair. Although I appreciated her prude

e for an alcoholic, before she could object. I moved, swayi

en my scene, mostly because it would never have been appropriate

owd's dancing. I started to feel a little pressure i

ing crowd, it wasn't too difficult to turn

hts dance across his face, deepening the shadows t

e. I was afraid of it because it was so

den. I made myself turn away, pushing and tugging to get

be." I lacked the will or the strength to object. Sh

severe bump. The look was so familiar, l

he refreshing night air outside the club. All other memories va

e following day. I forced myself to go to the office and

ore him. I was able

to quelling the migraine-inducing cries coming from our manager's office. She needed to le

When nighttime finally arrived, I treated myself to s

takeaway with my keys, but nothing occurred w

rush right away. T

oors, not even on the mornin

ven though nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Everything was as it was suppos

the corner of the space, the

heck is

d at it, but before I could fight back, a s

was

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