Sydney I waited for Killian to return and update me about the phone call. It had been five minutes since he had gone out. What was taking him so long? Unable to control the feeling of dread, I sat up and scrolled through my phone. The door opened, and Killian returned with a scowl on his face.“What happened? Why did the SAPS team call you? Have they found me?” I waited anxiously for his reply.He stormed into the closet instead of answering me. “We’re leaving in five minutes. Hurry.” Panic clutched at my heart, and I sprang from the bed and rushed over to the closet. Thankfully, my stuff was all packed up since I hadn’t unpacked after returning from the staff quarters. “I’ll just change. Do you need help?” I picked up a fresh set of clothes to change into. “No.” He stuffed his belongings into his trolley case haphazardly. It made me panic more. What could have happened? Why was he rushing?In a few minutes, I was ready and, strangely, so was Killian. “Let’s go.” He led me to his
Sydney I was on tenterhooks around him as I lay on my side to sleep. After his announcement, the se*ual tension surrounding us was so intense, it left me confused. Now that we were in a relationship, would he claim me? Did he expect me to behave as his girlfriend? How did girlfriends behave? With no prior dating experience, I wasn’t aware of such basic facts.So, at twenty-one, I was maybe the only inexperienced virgin around who shied away from the male species. Would that make Killian run away from me? With his looks and financial status, it was obvious that he was an experienced player when it came to women. Would he repent his decision to make me his girlfriend? The bed dipped, and he joined me on the bed. My breath hitched as I waited for him to do something. Though I had no idea what I was waiting for. “Are you repenting of your decision?” His husky voice made me breathless. I could sense his arousal from his harsh intake of breath. It made me acutely aware of myself, battli
SydneyI looked around the room assigned to me in the staff quarters. It wasn’t as luxurious as the one in the tent, but I would manage. At least I wouldn’t impose on Killian all the time. His mood swings, his obsession, and his temper tantrums confused me. I couldn’t understand what he wanted from me. Heck! I couldn’t even know if he liked me. One minute, he took me out on a date; the other, he showered hateful threats on me. What could I make of it? “Are you comfortable, Ms. Sydney?” asked Mr. Lewis, the housekeeping in-charge. “Yes, thank you.” Although I felt far from comfortable, I was complaining. “We haven’t been able to sanitize the place after the last occupant left. I hope you understand.” I felt like throwing up. The room wasn’t as clean as Killian’s tent, but I wasn’t complaining. “That’s okay. Maybe tomorrow you can send someone to clean it.” He gave me a disinterested look. “The cleaners will be busy with the guest tents, miss. We’ll see when they’ll be available.
KillianI couldn’t lose my focus. This was the only opportunity I would get to avenge my parents’ deaths. I stared hard at Sydney, focusing on her undesirable traits more. I must hate her. How could I forget she was Philippe Bardot’s daughter? Had he ever thought about me and my family? No. Then why would I? “Sydney, what are you doing here?” I growled at her, making her jump. Foolish woman! She shouldn’t have fled her father’s home and ended up with a stranger. How could she trust a stranger blindly? She stood up nervously. “Oh, I was just looking after the little ones. Their parents are in the activity room.” “I’m sure there are other staff to take over from you.” I looked around to find no one. “Where are the others?” “The only staff here is on leave. The cleaning staff were looking after the children when I took over. Please, Killian. This will only take about an hour.”“Fine. I’m heading over to the tent. Come over and we’ll have dinner.” I walked out of the place and updated
KillianI drove Sydney back to my site, watching her transformed mood. I wasn’t aware of what Megan told her, but she was happier when I returned after calling my manager. She didn’t know I had thrown out her new admirer, Kenneth Pine. Would she overreact when she found out? Well, I didn’t care.She could think anything about me. The truth was, I was obsessed with her, and it worried me extremely. I knew I had no reason to feel that way about her. Yet I did. Was I losing my focus? I didn’t want to. “So, did you enjoy the date?” It sounded like a cliché question I had never expected myself to ask anyone. I never took a woman out on a date. It wasn’t my thing. Yet, here I was, doing what I hated with the enemy’s daughter. What was wrong with me?How could I enjoy myself when I had a pressing mission to accomplish? How could I forget she was my pawn? “Oh! Was it a date? I’ve never been on one. Yes, I loved it,” she chirped, and my d*ck throbbed with excitement. How could that be pos
Sydney I sat at my desk in his office, facing another enormous workload, but thankfully, it was manageable this time. Despite being busy, I couldn’t get my mind off his threat. It echoed in my mind since the moment he uttered it. “You will stay here with me, Sydney. The minute you leave, I’ll call your father and give you away.” Would he really do such a thing? I was too shocked to answer him and followed him to his car. We reached the office, and he disappeared somewhere while I tried to focus on the work he had assigned via email. Why did he insist on my staying with him? What did he want from me? It was getting more and more confusing. If he wanted a physical relationship, he could have approached me last night. No, I was sure he wanted something else. Why did I feel there was more to the guy than met the eye?He had disappeared all morning, as if to avoid me. The door opened, and Jenny peered inside. “It’s our lunch break, Sydney. Will you join us?”I glanced at the clock and