Her Captivator

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Arnav

I drove through the jungle way leaving the chasing car far behind. Danny and Kero did their job by blocking them. I made my way towards our secret chalet, which was known to very few of my men. It was our hide out during raids and when we had to plan something secretly. Special network jammers were installed through out the places so that no one can trace our cell phone. That reminded me, I have to check her before I enter the areas just incase she was carrying her mobile or maybe if any GPS devise is attached with body.

I made a call to Danny to check if the chase was still on. He confirmed me that he was able to block all the cars. 4 Gupta soldiers died taking away one of my men. He also confirmed that Kero was 20 mins behind me and he himself was in the reachable radius of Gupta Mansion, which was almost 40 mins from where I am now.

I slowed the car and switched the auto mode feeding the information about the road then moved at the back, sliding in between the two front seats. Her left hand lay lifeless extending from the seat. Her head was rested on her left hand. When I came close to her I could see a violet blotch formation against her temple on the left side. I contrasted her white skin tone. I realized I was staring at her. I have seen many girls in my life, bedded even more than that if you want to know. But her beauty was something else. She looked vulnerable right now. Well all Mob family women are mostly vulnerable since they are not exposed to the other aspect of the world. They are trained to be docile and submissive. Before marriage they are under their father's ministration and afterwards their husband's word are the last word. They were not allowed to think about themselves. But somehow I didn't see that in her eyes when I first saw her in the Gupta Mansion.

Her eyes flashed seeing the gun against Maria's head as if, if she had a weapon in her hand she would have cared less before attacking me. She had the gusts to try to reach for her weapon that was tied against her garter belt. That reminds me of sliding my hand against her legs. Fuck, that sent me current down my spine. Even though she lolled on my shoulders, the friction of my skin with hers created an undeniable spark.

She was forbidden for so many reasons. First, she was the enemies' sister. Second she belongs to the rival Mob family. Third his father killed my father. Everything about her and related to her screamed forbidden with capital letters.

Brushing off my momental slip I start my inspection thoroughly. I massaged her scalp running my fingers against her silky stands. Her hair was silkier than I thought. It felt like velvety satin against my fingers and I kept on running through them untangling her messy bun making sure I don't tangle them in the process. After a through check I checked her ears and neck that was devoid of any ornaments. My check continued as I started touching her body. I held her head to reach the zipper of the dress. Sliding it down and exposing her body in front of me felt wrong in so many ways no matter how many I had peeled from other women's body before. Everything about this woman felt different. She has a deadly figure. There wasn't any ounce of fat in her body. Her toned shoulders and flat abs gave me a hit of the girl under her skin. Her strong biceps told another story.

Her lacy lingerie tempted me to tear them apart and take her then and there. Immediately DANGER sign flashed in front of my eyes. She is my hostage. And more over she is comatose. I don't take girls like that. I want them totally in their senses and willing when I fuck them. But that is out of question as far as this woman in my arms is concerned. I would never touch her in my life. She is here just to get what mine, back.

Ignoring my bodily reactions I continued my search. I touched her everywhere to check if I find anything suspicious but I found none. Making her wear her dress again I placed her on the car seat, this time being a little careful than before and returned to my seat.

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