Page 43 of Captive Bride
“If you want to be Rapunzel, fine. But you’re with me either way,” I say.
There’s no need for another word between us right now.
“Benny, come take Miss Capulet to her room,” I say, my voice louder than usual.
With a sandwich in his hand, Benny saunters into the room.
“Okay, Miss Capulet. Let me show you to your room,” Benny says.
Despite my tough exterior, I hope she isn’t scared.
New place. Dark mansion. And a kidnapping by none other than me, her dark lord in waiting.
She doesn’t say goodbye when she walks off with him.
I shake my head as I walk to the huge picture window. The view from this house is magnificent.
I watch as a stream of water forms in the grass from the rain. My thoughts are lost in Isobel.
The crystal-clear fluid is building a path through the overgrown garden.
Should I go to her room later when everyone is asleep? I don’t know if I can hold back these feelings for much longer.
She had wanted me before I kidnapped her.
I don’t think that’s changed...has it?
