Ransom At Heart

I had countless night stands, slept with practically all the girls in the town and had always been a bad boy because of my infamous reputation. Relationships were strange for me, they never worked out because either we would be sick of each other or fighting relentlessly. There was a sudden desire inside of me, to love and be with someone.

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1. Prologue

“Kiss me beautiful.” He whispered lightly in my ears making me cower back in pure fear.

His sharp, bright eyes scanned my body before letting a small smirk appear on the edges of his lips. I parted my mouth to reply in protest but he had already placed his arm behind my back and is in the process of guiding me onto the dance floor. My weak arms attempted to push him off me as he roughly grabbed my shoulders and practically forced our hips to grind against one another. A throaty moan left his mouth after the action was done. His dimmed eyes were blackened with lust and love-stricken hunger. He boldly ran his eyes down my exposed top before licking his lips in satisfaction. I could feel pure disgust and anger building inside me as he did that, a part of me wished I hasn’t dressed so inappropriately. I angrily looked up, unexpectedly meeting a pair of attractive hazel-brown eyes which were gazing down me. They were framed with long, curly dark lashes which intrigued and captivated me. A part of me couldn’t help me but find him attractive, but annoyance and anger soon quickly took over as his large palms slipped down my waist,

“I’m Zayn.” The stranger softly whispered against my ear and slowly grinded his hips against mine causing the hair on the back of my neck to stand up.

“Ariel, you’re mine forever.” He mumbled softly against my neck.

I shivered at his words. Zayn scared me and he took advantage of me with that. I stepped backwards which caused me topple back on my black heel and fall onto his arms resulting in a cocky smirk on his face. I furiously punched his chest and clawed on his shirt attempting to tear his body away from me. He laughed huskily and lowered his lips down my ear once again. I desperately struggled to withdraw from his strong grip, but I already knew there was no point in trying but it was him who would win in the end.

“Why don’t you talk beautiful?” His hot breath caused me to feel hot and bothered.

I opened my dry mouth, but no words flew out. “W-who are you?” I managed to croak out.

His hazel-brown immediately hardened with anger. “I existed in your life before.” He spoke in a hushed tone.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. “I don’t know anyone called Zayn?”

His fingers slipped down my thighs causing me to flinch in shock. I immediately jumped away from him, and made a ridiculous run away from the dance floor.

I huffed loudly, running as fast as I could towards the exit with my heart pounding down with every turn. I swung the door open and ran towards a nearby wall, clearly exhausted from the run. Both of my wrists were suddenly trapped and roughly held in a pair of two large hands. A tall dark figure captured my small body causing me to yelp in protest. He softly brushed his finger down my cheek and dropped two light kisses on it. I tried to jerk away from him but he was too strong. Both of his arms wrapping around my waist and his hair tickling my cheek.

“So soft, like a baby.” He whispered.

I whimpered softly. “Please let me go, I don’t know you.”

His eyes were creased with laughter. “Really, then how come I remember your name and all your details?”

“I’m really sorry but I don’t know you.” My voice cracked with fear as his plump lips massaged a sensitive part on my ear.

He smirked wildly before running his lustful eyes up and down my body then allowing a small smirk appears on his dimmed face. I hastily moved my body away from his which evidently was a bad choice as he grabbed my waist forcefully and rubbed our pelvises together causing his eyes to roll back with pleasure.

“Ariel baby, you’re so hot.” He hotly whispered while I struggled to escape from his grip.

“L-let me g-go!” I stuttered as he ran his hands down the curves of my body which was clad in a skin tight dress.

His chest vibrated softly as a rough chuckle escaped his lips causing my limp body to shudder with pure fear.

“No, I don’t think so love. Tonight, you’re mine.” He growled.

Zayn, Zayn, Zayn. That name sounded so familiar…

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