Stop struggling, I tried to focus on the details about him. The kidnapper was clearly strong, he lifted me up without any effort. Beneath his cheekbones, I could feel his broad, hard chest. He had a faint soapy smell, perhaps a hint of sweat too, a masculine scent that was both different and familiar at the same time. We didn’t go very far, just a few steps, but to me, every second felt like eternity in an alternate universe where I lived in someone else’s body. But then reality came crashing down on me the moment he put me inside something that was both smooth and cold.
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