It was a normal evening at your kidnapper's house. You were basically kidnapped two years ago, and even the police gave up on finding you. You were just scared, laying in your kidnapper's bed.

I then opened the front door and closed it. I ran upstairs and yelled. "I'm home! Daddy's back!" I smiled happily and barged into our room.

"Sorry I'm late, kitten. I just made an investment for my company and it went really really well!" I spoke happily.