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I Would Kill for you, Baby 42. Just Relax
MadisonPart of me hates being pregnant. Don't get me wrong. I love the four little rugrats in my belly, and I can't wait to meet their cute little faces. But there are some things that have come along with the pregnancy adventure that I could do without like the giant baby bump making it feel like I'm carrying around a beach ball and the sudden sweat production that makes me look like I just stepped out of a shower even if I only took two steps. Yeah, I could go without those things.I also feel like a total troll, and the female receptionist and the other staff members seem to think the same thing. They have been giving me the side-eye ever since, probably wondering what Victor is doing with someone like me. In the end, they must have decided we couldn't possibly be a couple. I don't see why else they keep pretending I'm not even there while they flirt shamelessly with my soon-to-be husband."Are you going to be staying for a long time in Norway?""After your visit here, do you pla
I Would Kill for you, Baby 43. What Does He Want?
MadisonI make my way through the secret tunnel, and my mind races with thoughts of escape. I need to keep myself and my unborn children safe no matter what. I am not sure what Davi's true intentions are and how far he is willing to go to achieve his goals. The dimly lit passage feels suffocating, and I can hardly breathe."Where are you taking me?" I ask.Davi glances back at me with a sinister smile, his grip tightening on my arm. "You'll find out soon enough," he taunts, relishing in my fear. "Just be a good girl and keep walking."My heart races as I continue through the secret tunnel. I consider my options. Should I try to reason with Davi again? Or should I wait for the right moment to fight back?"Why are you doing this? What do you want with Victor?" I inquire, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and determination.Davi's grip tightens further, and he glares at me, his eyes burning with intensity. "Victor owes me," he hisses through clenched teeth. "He betrayed me, and now i
I Would Kill for you, Baby 44. He Will Die
MadisonTwo days have passed since Davi kidnapped me, and Victor still hasn't found me. It makes me wonder if I'm even important enough to rescue. What if Victor sees this as an opportunity to eliminate me and the four babies in my tummy?A wave of emotion surges through me at the thought of Victor leaving me to die. No. I can't think like that. Victor wouldn't do that to me....or maybe he would?Tears stream down my face as I cling to the hope that Victor will save me from here. I desperately want him to get me away from here and hug me. I don't care that he is a mafia boss anymore, but my hope decreases with each passing hour.I tug the chains around my wrist again, but just like ten minutes earlier, they won't budge.Fuck.How do I get out of here?Davi moved me into a basement, so I'm no longer in that room with the ugly, peeling wallpaper. But I'm not sure if grey concrete is that much better. Also, I'm pretty sure the right corner has been used as a toilet for other prisoners l
I Would Kill for you, Baby 45. Rescue Me
Madison "Victor!" I scream, reaching out to him. "Oh, thank God! Thank you for coming!"He rushes over to me, his eyes softening as he sees the chains around my wrists. Without hesitating, he pulls out a pair of pliers to remove my chains. I can feel my heart racing as he works, but I must stay calm.The chains fall away from my wrists within a few moments, and I'm free. I collapse into Victor's arms, sobbing with relief and joy. He holds me tightly, murmuring words of comfort as he strokes my hair."It's over now, Madison," he says softly. "You're safe."I look up at him, my eyes filled with tears. "Thank you," I whisper.He smiles at me, his blue eyes crinkling up at the corners. "Anything for you, my love."A sob erupts from my throat as I rush forward to embrace my handsome soon-to-be husband and savior."It's been too long," I whisper against his chest, never wanting to leave.He chuckles and pulls me closer, kissing the top of my head."Not long enough to make me forget how muc
I Would Kill for you, Baby 46. Not Yet
VictorOh, Davi, you don't know what you did. You have no idea. I am grinning as I walk down the stairs. Preying on my pregnant fiancee and then kidnap her? That took balls, but now I will make him pay for it in the most painful possible. He is chained to the wall right now, just like how he kept Madison in his basement.The tables have turned, and Davi is now at your mercy, chained to the wall just as he had kept Madison captive. I approach him slowly, relishing in the fear that now consumes him. The dimly lit basement amplifies the tension in the air, and my footsteps echo through the wall."Now, Davi," I say. "What should I do with you?""I am not scared of you," Davi barks at me.A chilling smile spreads across my face as I lean in closer to Davi, his defiance only fueling my determination."Oh, Davi, you underestimate me, you always have," I hiss. "You should've known better than to touch something that's mine.""That's exactly why I took her," Davi grins. "I wanted you to kno
I Would Kill for you, Baby 47. Heart Wants What Heart Wants
FridaMy eyes scan the shelves after the food items written on my grocery list. I have a date tonight with a guy named Kevin, someone I've been talking with online for a few weeks now. He seems nice, but at the same time, I feel guilty for agreeing to cook dinner for him tonight.The only reason I'm seeing Kevin is that he reminds me of the guy that I'm crushing on but who is entirely out of my league—Stanley, my best friend's older brother.A shudder passes through me as an image of Stanley's winning smile flashes through my head. That guy is truly too attractive for his own good: brown hair that is longer at the top and shorter on the sides, clean-shaven, blue eyes, and a sexy happy trail leading down from his navel. He is addicted to squirrels, and whenever he feels like buying a new painting, he hits the gym, so he is HUGE.But I bet a tall guy like Stanley, someone who stands at six-foot-five, wouldn't date a five-foot-nothing like me. Does he even see me as a woman? I've never b
I Would Kill for you, Baby 48. Train With Me
FridaYesterday's date with Kevin went well. He liked my spaghetti and was very well-mannered in how he ate and behaved. It took him three seconds to figure out I'm living like a European, and I was so pleased when he took off his shoes willingly. Big plus point there, and then he also helped me with the dishes after we finished eating dinner.He is a nice guy, but perhaps a little bit boring? I kept trying to make him talk and share more personal information about himself by asking him questions. Though, every answer he gave me only consisted of a few sentences. There was no depth to the conversation or over-sharing. Everything was vague, but maybe he was nervous?I grimace. Somehow I doubt that. Kevin came off as the kind of person that drinks water "fresh" from the store, never from the tap. Likes to travel occasionally, but nothing that feels like he is camping. Not very outdoorsy but goes to the gym. Biggest fear is probably mosquitos. Hobbies include watching TV series with figu
I Would Kill for you, Baby 49. I Heard You Were Single
FridaWhen I walk into my apartment after a long day at the gym, Zarah, my roommate, is making dinner. The whole apartment smells like pancakes, and I lift an eyebrow.“Since when do you cook?” I ask, a bit worried since the last time I ate my goth roomie’s cooking, I had diarrhea that stuck around for two entire days.“The guy I’m trying to impress told me he loves homecooked meals, especially breakfast, so I’m following a Youtube recipe for the best pancakes,” Zarah answers and sticks out her head from the kitchen. She is holding a spatula in her hand, and I’m shocked to see that she isn’t wearing black.“What happened to the emo clothes?”At that question, she actually laughs. It shocks me a little since the sadist rarely ever smiles when the two of us are alone. She does it a lot around Madison, though, our third friend in the gang.“I’m widening my horizons, I guess,” she shrugs. “I didn’t think it would be that much of a big deal.”“Since I haven’t seen you wear any other color
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