All Chapters of Kingdom Ranch: Western romance: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Rebecca's eyes fluttered open, the pain in her head making her groan. She tried to sit up but found her hands tied to the bedpost. Panic set in as she looked around the unfamiliar room, trying to remember how she got there. Then she saw John sitting in a chair next to the bed, his arms crossed over his chest. "Good morning, Rebecca," he said, a sly grin on his face. "I hope you're feeling better. You gave me quite a scare last night." "What...what happened?" Rebecca asked, her voice hoarse. “Don't you remember?" He said he was leaning forward by resting both elbows on his legs. He appears eerily nasty. His hair appeared to have been combed through with his hand numerous times, and he had large eyes. John stood up and leaned over her, his breath hot on her face. "This is your last chance to behave, Rebecca. Don't make me angry." Rebecca knew she had to come up with a plan—some way to escape his grasp. She had tried to reason with him, to plead with him to let her go, but his delu

Rebecca's days are spent in complete darkness, except for the small window at the top of the wall. She often finds herself staring at it, wondering what time of day it is or what the weather is like outside. Her mind drifts back to her family and friends, wondering if they are still searching for her or if they have given up hope. Sometimes, John brings her food and water, but he never stays for long. Rebecca has tried to reason with him and to plead with him to let her go, but his delusions have only grown worse over time. He talks about their future together as if it's a certainty, about how they will be happy once she realizes that they are meant to be together. "Rebecca, have you ever thought about what our future could be like?" Rebecca's heart raced with fear as John continued to speak about their future together. She knew that she needed to find a way to escape before it was too late. "What future, John? You kidnapped me and kept me locked up for two months. I don't see a fu

Andreas held Rebecca's hand tightly as they went into the police station. Although she was afraid and anxious about telling everyone what had happened to her, she knew it was essential to hold John accountable. As they approached the front desk, a friendly officer greeted them and asked how he could help. Andreas spoke up, explaining that Rebecca was the woman who had been missing for two months and that they were there to give a statement. The officer immediately led them to a private room where they could give their statement. After taking a deep breath, Rebecca started to describe the terrifying ordeal of being taken hostage by John. Andreas sat next to her, holding her hand and giving her the support she needed. Rebecca started from the moment she was taken, describing how John had approached her at the party and how he had taken her to his cabin in the woods. She explained how he had kept her locked up in the basement and only let her out for short periods of time. Andreas co

Andreas leaned forward in his chair, his expression grave, as he spoke to Carla about Rebecca. "She's been through a lot this past week," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "I can tell she's still struggling to process everything that's happened to her." Carla nodded sympathetically, her eyes filled with concern. "I can only imagine how hard this must be for her," she said softly. "But she's strong, Andreas. She's been through tough times before, and she's always come out on the other side." Andreas sighed heavily, his shoulders slumping. "I know," he said. "But this time feels different. She's not herself, Carla. She's withdrawn, and she hardly eats or sleeps. I'm worried about her." Carla reached across the table and placed a comforting hand on Andreas's arm. "You're doing everything you can for her, Andreas," she said. "Just keep being there for her. She needs your support now more than ever." Andreas nodded, his eyes fixed on some distant point in the room. "I know," he m

Rebecca woke up alone in bed, her heart racing from a nightmare. She sat up and looked around the room, her eyes adjusting to the darkness. Andreas wasn't there, and the bed next to her was empty. She took a deep breath and tried to calm down, reminding herself that it was just a bad dream. But the fear lingered, and she couldn't shake it off. She got out of bed and walked towards the window, staring out into the night. The stars were shining brightly, and the moon was full. She wondered where Andreas could be, and why he wasn't there with her. Her mind started to wander, and she couldn't help but think about the past and how it had led her to where she was now. As she stood there, lost in thought, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching. She turned around and saw Andreas walking towards her. He had a concerned look on his face, and his hair was tousled from sleep. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked, his voice soft and gentle. Rebecca nodded, but she