Chapter four.

Arya's POV

It felt like an attainment seeing myself fly a private jet.

I never thought that could be possible my whole life.

We landed shortly afterwards.

Wow, I found myself in yet another island.

How rich could this family be? 

Lucas held my hand and we headed into one of the buildings.

"You might find them a bit out of place but don't let anyone get to you alright? you will only survive this easily if you appear difficult," he whispered to me as we proceeded inside.

By "them" Is he by any chance referring to his family? 

Why did he sound like they are dangerous or something? 

Why is he just letting me know now? 

What have I gotten myself into? 

I suddenly noticed his hand on mine tightened as he squeezed it gently.

"It's okay, I will never let anything happen to you babydoll, you don't have to be scared," he whispered.

I guess he noticed how tensed his statement made me.

And why does he keep referring to me as "babydoll?" 

I'm quite certain that I was clear when I had told him my name.

And there is something about how the name rolls off his tongue and the look on his face whenever he says it.

We walked in to a full house, I guess they were already aware of our coming.

Four heavily built men just like Lucas, were seated at the living room.

Gracious goodness! This is a family full of hot men! One would literally pee on themselves if approached by heavily hung men like this.

This was the major headache I was having seeing myself close to Lucas, his spectacular physique could make you lose sense of reasoning and crave for him to do things to you, I've prepared double standards of resistance to be able to escape his charm.

I'm guessing they do not have a girl seeing there's none sitting with them.

"Look who is here, my son!" A man sitting on a throne like couch a bit far from them squealed happily, I'm guessing he is the father, he wasn't left out in the handsomeness, he looked as though he was aging backwards, good looks sure do run in their veins.

With the look on his brothers faces as their father hailed Lucas, I instantly realized what's going on.

Lucas seems to be the favorite son.

They all stood up with a not so bright smiles on their faces and did the brotherly hug thingy.

"And who is this goddess you have here?" one of them asked.

I didn't fail to notice the look he's been giving me since we got here, I just chose to ignore it.

"Arya, my woman," he replied and wrapped his hand around my waist.

"Babydoll, meet my brothers, Jayden, Hardin, Ryan and Martin," he pointed at each one as he called out their names and they shook hands with me.

My body suddenly tensed up as he mentioned Martin, the sneaky one who's been giving me the creepy stares.

"Welcome to the family beauty," he said stretching out his hand for a handshake and I reluctantly accepted.

His grip lingered before he finally released me, not without licking his lips.

Is he not scared to do this in front of Lucas?

Now I clearly understand what he meant by "you might find them a bit out of place,"

Lucas pulled me with him and we walked towards his father.

"My son!" He hailed standing up and they did a signature handshake.

Wait what? They are this close? Isn't it going to be an issue with the rest of his brothers?

They exchanged pleasantries and he turned towards me.

"Dad, I brought home, my woman," he said beaming all smiles. "babydoll, meet my dad." 

"Hello sir, it's nice to meet you," I greeted stretching out my hand for a handshake.

Surprisingly, he pulled me into a warm hug instead. 

"Oh darling, you are a beauty to behold, Lucas has eyes only for good things, always makes me proud," he smiled at me.

"C'mon everyone, let's head to the dining now, we have a lot to celebrate," he said.

*

I twisted uncomfortably on my seat as I felt Martin's hot gaze on me throughout the dinner.

I almost let out a sharp cry of excitement when finally the dinner came to an end and everyone retired back to their room.

Finally away from his creepy eyes eating me up like I am some delicacy.

"You were excellent babydoll," Lucas whispered into my ear as we made our way to the room.

Now here comes the real problem, Lucas and I are sharing a room, how possible can that be? With a perverted guy like him, I won't be surprised if I wake up to his hands on my boobs or butts, he seems capable of anything.

I needed to do something.

Fast.

"Uhm... Can I take a walk around the island? I don't feel sleepy," I finally spoke up after careful consideration.

I intend to return when he's fast asleep.

"Sure, do you need me to come with you?" He asked.

"Oh no! You don't have to worry, I'll be okay," I quickly cut in.

I turned around sharply and strolled out of the room.

**

I walked around the island admiring the beauty of nature and wealth as the cool breeze relaxed my head, just like Lucas's island, everything around here is eye catching. 

Enough to keep me here till I'm sure Lucas has slept off.

Suddenly, a hand pulled me to a dark corner and slammed me against the wall.

I was about screaming when I saw the face clear, Martin.

"Hey, what are you doing? Let me go," I tried to struggle out of his grip but he was stronger than I am.

"What was it that he called you? Babydoll?" He smirked.

"You are one sexy lady, I can't take my eyes off you for a second," he whispered stroking my cheeks seductively.

His touch irritated me terribly.

I should have stayed back inside.

"I want you badly, Arya, I want you as mine," he said.

"What are you saying? I am your brother's woman," I spat angrily.

"He don't deserve you, shit! He isn't always going to get the best things, you are mine, it's only a matter of time before I take you away from him by any means possible," he gritted.

"I do not want to hear any of this Martin, I came out here for a bit of fresh breeze and I think I'm due now, let me go, I need to go back to my man," I sounded sternly staring back at him dead in the eyes.

I'm not gonna let him intimidate me, Lucas already warned me of this.

He chuckled and placed his hands on both sides of the wall caging me in-between.

"You heard the lady, she wants to go back to her man, let her go this instant, do you have a death wish?" I heard a voice roar behind us.

I snapped my head towards the direction of the voice to see Lucas standing there with his palms hurled up in a fist and his eyes as dark as I have never seen before.