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“I have a better idea. The plane has a private bedroom with a personal en suite, why don’t you go in there and lie down? We still have a very long flight, and it’s better if you sleep now. Then, when you wake, you can shower. You will find clothes and toiletries in the closet in the drawers.”
“What a thoughtful kidnapper you are,”I didn’t rise to the apparent sass in her tone. I’d welcome it anytime if it meant itwould replace the sadness in her eyes.But, instead, she turned away, not bothering to give me any more attention. I quickly rose to my feet and reached her before she could flee from my presence. Her body stiffened slightly, standing close to me with my arms caging her in. I ordered her to turn around and look at me, but she refused.
I was careful not wanting to frighten or push her further away. I felt she was too familiar with fear, and her only choice was to retreat silently in her mind to safeguard herself. However, she has nothing to fear from me, and denying me would never do. I gently placed my hands on her shoulders and slowly turned her body around to face me. I lifted her chin with my two fingers so she could look at me. It was electrifying when our eyes connected. I skimmed her soft cheek with my finger and whispered close to her ear, causing Sabina to shiver. No matter how hard she fought the pull between us, I knew she felt something.
“You’re right, Principessa; I can be thoughtful and to the point of very giving. I usually do not repeat myself, but something tells me that you will need to be reminded of my intentions, and here is one of them: You are safe with me, and no harm will come to you. I swear it on my life, a life I will lay down for you if it meant protecting you.”
I stepped back, giving her room to catch her breath and absorb the words I had said to her. I knew she was strong, and although she was scared, that didn’t stop her from standing up to me.
“You’re not the first man who has promised protection. However, they’re just empty words. I have experienced loss and suffered in silence. The last person who vowed to love and protect me was my brother. He reappeared in my life after years of no contact and made that same promise. I didn’t believe him, and when I tried to run, he found me, drugged me, and I ended up on a plane similar to this one. I’m one person, and my fatherhates me so much that he ordered my death. How can you expect me to believe you when all I’ve known my entire life is lies and betrayal? I want some peace, but where I come from, it doesn’t exist.”
The tears finally fell from her beautiful eyes, and she looked exhausted. I inhaled her sweet scent, held her face in my hands, and declared, “I’ll prove to you that you can trust me. I’ll be the first man who will keep his promise.”
“We’ll see,” she whispered. Her head was down, and she used her long hair to hide her beautiful face from me. I knew what she was doing, and soon, I will break her from thinking she had to hide.
If I could read auras, I know Sabina’s would be dark, and that changes today. Even when she’s frightened, she remains strong. It took everything I had not to pull her into my arms, but I stepped aside. I couldn’t tear my eyes off her, and as she got further away from me, I made a silent promise to her.
“No one will hurt you ever again. I swear it on the memory of my sister.”
CHAPTER SIX
Sabina
Once I was safely behind the door of the beautifully decorated bedroom, I looked for a lock, but the knob didn’t have one. I released my breath and held my hand over my heart to calm my breathing. My encounter with Bourne was tense, and I swear if he had asked, I might have submitted to him right then and there, but I had to be strong enough to get out of this mess. He kept promising to protect me, but who will protect me from him? And this? I looked at the space I was in.
“A bedroom on a plane?” I said aloud, not believing what I’d gotten myself into. I go from one prison to another just with better taste. I was tired, and who knows where he was taking me. I couldn’t sleep if I wanted to, so I took a hot shower, which made me feel slightly better. I don’t remember the last time I ate and was too afraid to leave this room to ask Bourne for food.
I opened the closet where he said I would find clothes, and I expected to find an outfit, not a new wardrobe. The clothes weresimple and all appropriate for warmer climates. I chose a cotton maxi dress that fit my body like a second skin and then found a bra and panty set. Once dressed, only one thing was missing, and I found what I was looking for. In the corner of the closet were several shoe boxes in different styles to pair up with the clothes hanging in the closet. I grabbed a pair of wedges, and they were surprisingly comfortable.
The drawers contained the usual necessity toiletries and one drawer of cosmetics and perfume. I wasn’t a fan of make-up and rarely wore it, so I spritzed on the flowery fragrance and combed out my hair. I left it to dry on its own, and now what? I could eat something, but that would mean leaving the protective barrier separating us and returning to him.
Where have I heard his name before? Another zing of familiarity shot through me when he said it, but I didn’t understand where it was coming from. Then, a soft knock interrupted my thoughts, and I heard him call out my name.
“Sabina, may I come in?” his voice alone sent an exciting thrill down my spine.
“Yes, come in,” I said in the bravest tone I could gather. Bourne stepped into the bedroom and smiled when he saw that I had changed into the clothes he had left for me.
“You look beautiful, Sabina.” He said sincerely, then offered his hand for me to take. “You must be starving; will you join me in the main cabin and share a meal with me? A glass of wine, perhaps?”
“I shouldn’t want to do anything with you, but I won’t play the strong captive and go on a hunger strike. I am hungry and accept your invitation.”
“Nothing would please me more than to watch you eat, and you have a beautiful mouth.”
“Ugh, seriously?” I scoffed.
“Did I say something to offend you?” he didn’t look uncomfortable with what he said to me. If anything, he looked happy with himself.
“Yes, you said something offensive, wrong, and, might I add, totally inappropriate.” I wanted to scream mighty loud now. He made me feel exposed and inexperienced because the truth is I am. I think he’s being funny on some level and sexy at the same time, and because I don’t know the difference between a compliment and a line, I feel foolish. “I think I lost my appetite,” I say and go to close the door, but he stops it from closing with his foot.
“Hey, don’t do that,” when I looked at him again, I saw concern in his eyes.
“Don’t do what?” He did it for me before I could wipe away my tears.
“Hide your feelings. I get the sense you’ve been hiding your whole life, and it would be so easy to slam the door and cry in a room all alone than to face what’s bothering you.” It’s like I run hot and cold with this guy, and now I’m heated again, but not in the way I would prefer.
“I wish I could slap you hard because you need some truth to hit you right in the center of your smug face.”
“So, if I allow you to give me your best shot, and it’s a big if, then will you sit down and eat with me?”
