All Chapters of My Dear Kidnapper: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

I held the container in my handcuffed hand and ate with my free hand.Sascha did the same.He had worn his watch on his left hand, so he was right-handed, just like me. And now he had to eat with his left hand, that's what I called bad luck. But I felt very little pity for him.Now the food wasn't the best I've ever had, but it was okay. Taylor also stayed with us and ate. It should be fine with me.When we were all finished, Taylor picked up the trash. He opened the door again and got out, leaving the car door open. A cool breeze blew into the limo. Before that I hadn't really noticed how stuffy it was in here. I looked carefully at Sascha. He returned my gaze without anyone being able to interpret his gaze.“Can we sit on the other side? Closer to the door? ”I asked him. It seemed like he was thinking about it for a moment, but then he shook his head.Disappointed, I turned away from him and let myself fall deeper into the upho

About all the things that would await me tonight I listened to him and secretly compared it to my home. It seemed our house was more modern, but Sascha's sounded much bigger and apparently they had more servants than we did.But there was one thing they didn't have that was at my home. My brother. Marc wouldn't study there with me or bake or do anything else. He was not there.When would I see him again? Would I ever see him again someday? I didn't know and it didn't help me think about it any further. I only paid attention to Sascha's voice. It was lulling, always the same tone, a monotonous noise, wonderfully pleasant. When he finally broke off and asked: "Are you going to be quiet now, or do I have to tape your mouth and tie your legs too?" I was a little startled. I looked at him.He had taken the handkerchief down and looked at me expectantly. When I was silent for a while he raised an eyebrow questioningly and to emphasize his question he reached behind hi

My breathing was still normal, but soon I would be panting and no longer able to. But there were the first trees in front. Hopefully it would be relatively easy to shake off my possible pursuers in the forest.I looked around. And fact. They had already noticed that I was running away. Sascha ran after me. The others stayed with the car. But I still had a good lead over Sascha. But he was catching up. He was damn fast. I had already seen that he was athletic, but I hadn't thought that he was so fast.But I couldn't think about it any longer. I had to look ahead and focus on my escape. My feet flew over the ground and by then I had already reached the edge of the forest. There was already the first tree that I had to avoid. First I ran a little further into the mixed forest.Branches and twigs hit my face. Branches of conifers and deciduous trees.They hurt. I tried to fend off as many as possible with my arms. The result was that my jacket, my beautiful d