CHAPTER 8

“You can’t do that!” Dea exclaimed and looked around.

The scent of the briny ocean and the promise of rain were suddenly overwhelming. Her head began to spin as she took deep gulps of air.

“I didn’t agree to this. My father is expecting me at this wedding. It will embarrass him if I unexpectedly don’t show up.”

“You have no choice in the matter. I suggest you get inside before the storm hits.”

She waved her hands in the air as she spluttered with outrage.

“Do you honestly believe that I will just follow you? Only because you say so?”

Dea reached inside her purse and grabbed her phone.

“You forget that I’m not a Kralidis...”

“Put that away,” Theo replied. “There is no internet or phone connection on this island.”

She refused to believe him. A man as important and powerful as Theo Kralidis would have all of the latest technology. But as she held up her phone, Dea saw he was telling the truth.

“People are going to worry if we don’t show up.”