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The hallway was wide and almost without end, and yet it felt very intimate tucked away there with her. I looked over her perfect skin, her delicate frame, and her scent entered my nostrils and invaded my other senses. Her bloodred lips were right there, within reach. They swelled so large they took up my entire vision. The entire palace might have been a broom closet given how intimate this moment felt. I drifted forward…
And my wife stared back.
I leaned on my heels, feeling as if I had awakened from some sort of spell.
I couldn’t do this, not when my thoughts were still so focused on my wife. It wasn’t fair on Sirena, and it wasn’t fair on the memory of my wife.
“Good night, Sirena,” I said.
I took her hand and shook it the way it was customary on planet Earth. As I turned and walked away, regretting every step I took from her, I felt her eyes on my back, and the undeniable sense of disappointment I thought I saw on her face.
3
SIRENA
I leaned against the door and sighed. I thought he was going to do it. I thought he was going to press that hard muscular body against mine and kiss me. I was going to keep my eyes open so I could enjoy his handsome face and his gorgeous purple eyes. I wanted to run my fingers through his impossibly thick hair…
But it didn’t happen.
Something spooked him and scared him away.
These Titans were striking in appearance. They had the body of ancient Greek gods. Dark in complexion and mysterious by nature. I wondered how the Titan females could bring themselves to go to work every day when they had an Adonis like him in their beds.
But of course, they didn’t all look like Kal.
I chuckled to myself before recalling my situation.
I shook my high heels off and massaged my feet, easing the deep-seated ache out one metatarsal at a time. With the advanced tech these guys had, surely they could come up with foot coverings that wouldn’t leave you crippled after ten minutes. Or maybe they did it on purpose to prevent me from escaping.
I paused.
Escape?
I hustled across the grand apartment on my still-aching feet, threw the curtains open, and stepped out onto the balcony. Across the way, parked in regimented rows, were the rich Titans’ spacecraft. They came in various shapes and sizes, much like cars back home. Some looked fancier than others but not one of them was rusted with age. These Titans were the cream of their civilization.
Lords and ladies.
Well, la-di-da.
I was a working-class girl from a loving foster family. These guys didn’t need to be from another solar system to look like they came from another planet. A different zip code would have had the same effect.
I wouldn’t stay here a minute longer than I needed.
I didn’t have much time. They only gave me until tonight to get the information they needed. I’d failed and they weren’t the forgiving kind.
I peered over the balcony at the ground far below. It was five floors away. Too far for me to jump.
I had to resort to good old fairytales to rustle up my idea to escape.
I would tear the sheets off the bed, tie them together, forming a long rope, and climb down. Would they reach the ground? Probably not. But with any luck, they’d get me close enough so I could use my free running ninja skills to absorb the worst of the impact and make a bolt for the parked spacecraft.
With this translator strip on my neck, I would hijack one of those ships and then drive it—somehow—back home.
Sure, the plan had a few kinks to iron out, but that was what winging it was for.
There was one part of the plan I was especially proud of. Once I got home, I would backward engineer the translator strip—which I thought was the best invention in the history of inventions—and then make billions from the profits. A victimless crime.
I was desperate. Not knowing how things might pan out in the next few minutes was better than knowing what would definitely happen if I didn’t escape.
