*EMMA*
Even though there is no escape way unless I have a death wish, I purposely spent several amounts of time in the lady's room doing absolutely nothing, Anastabitch had given me a pair of jeans and a tank top to change into earlier, and I hate the fact that my belly button was out there for anyone who cares to look at it, I couldn't complain though, I couldn't be more glad to be out of that wedding dress.
*Wedding* Not in my weirdest dream did I think my wedding day would end up with me being Kidnapped and whisk away on a plane going to only God knows well, I blinked the tears away from my eyes, refusing to show any sign of sadness or weakness, I know of I do Jet is going to use it against me. I don't trust him, he hasn't hurt me now but what proof do I have that he wouldn't hurt me later? With those dark eyes with gold highlights, I don't know why but I love his eyes, something in them just keeps wanting me to reach out.
Frowning at my silly thoughts, I shook my head releasing it from the wedding knots it was tied to, it fall down my shoulders like a wave of the waterfall, luckily I just got a haircut for the wedding so they aren't long as they used to be.
I nearly jumped out of my skin when someone knocked on the door.
"Emma" One word, one warning. That was enough to send shivers down my spine, I push my head back refusing to give in to his demands, maybe if I frustrated him enough he'd realize he got the wrong girl and return me home, I hope Jake is fine especially with the way Jet had hit him earlier, knowing fiance I have, he would stop at nothing to get me back.
"Whatever is going on in your head right now, you better put it on pause and open this god-damned door before I do!" He growled in a usual voice, I didn't need to be told twice before I opened the door, when he saw me his eyes softened probably at the terrified expression on my face. When he reached out to touch me, I flinched and took a step back.
"Come" It was an order.
I made a face behind his back before following him back to our seats not missing the way his eyes had lingered on my exposed stomach making me all flustered.
He slid onto the chair opposite me, our knees bumping in the process, I say straight up so our knees wouldn't touch, I saw the corner of his lips turning up as if he was trying hard to suppress a smile.
I inwardly rolled my eyes and then asked the question I never got a satisfactory answer for, there was something strange about this guy. "Who are you?" I demanded folding my arms across my chest which caused my boobs to kind of pop out more than usual. When he stared at it with a male appreciation, I glared at him trying hard not to blush.
"Jet" He simply replied as he picked up the newspaper he was reading earlier.
"You know what I mean," I snapped at him.
"You are hungry, don't worry, Anastasia will be bringing in lunch at any moment" The fact that he was changing the conversation just aroused my suspicions the most, but he was right. I was hungry
"Who are you Jet? I'm sure I never met you in my life, how do you know me? Why do you want me? You might have mistaken me for someone else, if you Kidnapped me because you want money from me then you came to the wrong place, my father didn't give me any part of his property because I don't deserve it cause I'm a female" My voice cracked causing me to stop, all my father's property is supposed to go to my future husband since I'm a girl and the only child so I'm useless.
When he leaned toward me as if to kiss me, I panicked and then relaxed back on my chair. I couldn't be more glad when he stepped back, putting so much distance between us.
"You think I took you because I want your money?" He chuckled which didn't quite reach those beautiful eyes of his, he was annoyed, I could tell.
"Took me? I think the word you are looking for is Kidnapped" I corrected making a face at him.
Finally, he pulled back with a smile and I swear he just got hotter, like damn! It would have been so easy if he was an ugly old man with a potbelly.
"Can't Kidnap what's yours" He murmured looking away, as if on cue Anastabitch arrived with a cart of food, she stopped beside me.
"Lunch is nice" She announced reaching for the champagne but Jet stopped her before she could open it.
Isn't he aware of the ogling eyes she was giving him? I bet she's eating him up and imagining him naked which weirdly stirs up a wave of anger inside me.
"That would be all" He dismissed her without giving her another look, she smiled in favour of him and then left leaving the both of us alone once again.
He set down the newspaper and popped the champagne while I watched. When he covered the food the smell of pasta filled the air. My mouth wondered if it tasted as good as it looked but since Anastabitch made it, I don't think I would like it.
"I hired the best staff Emma, plus I have a chef on the plane" He replied like he read my mind, I blushed before changing it into a glare. "Besides it's not going to taste great, being on-air reduces food taste but I can assure you it not going to be tasteless"
"Stop talking to me!" I snapped. "You kidnapped me and tried to be nice to me?" I laughed a little then glared at him while looking him in the eye. "I have a fiance who would stop at nothing to get me back and make you pay" I threatened him.
"I'd like to see him try" Then he picked up his phone, tapped it a few times and dropped it. A few minutes later Anastabitch walked in and took the food away.
"What! But... " I looked at him with a shocked expression.
"You don't have to eat any meal I provide. It is better to wait for your fiancé to send you food” He coldly informed me before storming away.
Tbc
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