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Obviously, being kidnapped is not a good thing. It’s up there with the worst things that can happen but, considering the alternative in my case, it wasn’t that awful. That rich jerk couldn’t be any worse than those loan sharks after me for the cash I owe them, and he had put me in the lap of luxury. He hadn’t even been near me since he dumped me here. Good. I hate that jerk. So, why can’t I stop thinking about him?