Mafias Kidnapped Wife

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that weren't very far away from my isolated cabin. Geez, couldn't a

light just to be instantly disappoi

ck clothing, dragging another....man out of the trunk like a sack of damn potatoes and throwing him ne

re they? is that man still ali

d body on my f

oing to do? How the hell am I supposed to call the ambulance or the Sheriff when t

een cooped up in my thinking and shocked state, I shook off that fear that the dange

aybe, perhaps, come after me

ought, a slither of rati

bin was abandoned, right? The

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as I held onto my small flashlight and small swiss knife- for safe

d my door, hushed prayers leaving my lips hastily before I jogg

roaning and hissing coming from him, I sighed out

d on his back with his dark brown locks on his forehead shield

orm a comprehendible sentence as fear struck me like a lightning bolt. I h

rd the stranger let out strained words leave

t okay? why would I ask him

trying to communicate and my fear for his life skyrockete

me help you, please." I facepalmed myse

d I'm here to help you, okay?" As I tried, keyword tried, to pull his huge muscled arm to put i

elf up a bit, so that I can take ca

to move but collapsed to the groun

hulking stranger opened his pretty tourmal

w why I wanted to unravel it. And for a heartbeat before slipping out o

rd I thought of when I cau

ew meters away look like nothing. Their natural beauty barely held a candle t

my safe space was definitely not the surest thing to do. But it was the r

sake but I wanted to help him anyways. My saviour's

ng him freeze in the cold with his injuries unattend

h

lf before starting to slowly haul the huge mountain man