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papers close to their bodies so they wouldn’t fly away with the wind of the rotors.
“We’re here,” Hussan said needlessly and touched Isla’s arm to help her out of the seat . His hand briefly touched her waist when he unlatched her seat belt and he felt the shiver run through her. Hussan felt the tremor and looked into her eyes, telling her that he’d felt her reaction and wasn’t going to ignore it . She turned her head away and he smiled slightly, not at all fooled by her attempt at being demure. He was glad she was now feeling something besides anger towards him because being near her like this, smelling her soft, pretty scent, was driving him crazy with the need to get her all to himself and show her just how much he wanted to touch her. Everywhere!
Isla held her breath as his hands unstrapped her seat belt. She could have done that just as easily herself, but the man seemed determined to touch her. Was he doing it just to irritate her? Or was he trying to embarrass her by showing that he had some sort of control o ver her body and how it reacted?
Isla looked around, startled by how efficient everyone looked. The guards were standing at attention but still surveying the area surrounding the helicopter landing pad. The others were also very industrious and she didn’t understand why this man c ould attract so much attention and such deference. Why was the whole crowd vying for his attention? She even noticed some of the soldiers stand taller as this man approached.
The tall man beside her helped her out of the helicopter and, even as Isla tried to avoid it, he was able to touch her in small ways that bothered her. She wanted to step out of his reach, but he held her arm, then moved his hand to the small of her back as he led her through the guards.
As they approached the building, t he helicopter rotors had slowed so the wind and noise had died down significantly. She heard the other men rushing towards him, all of them vying for his attention first, asking him questions, waiting for his guidance. He’d only been gone for the morning, hadn’t he? Isla didn’t understand why this man could be so important.
And then it hit her. The questions these men were asking, the way they treated him so deferentially, the guards, the helicopter….he wasn’t some ruler’s minion. He was the ruler!
She stumbled as the reality of her situation hit her and the tall man beside her stopped and caught her, looking at her without any expression since he was still answering questions fired at him from the left and right, never missing a beat and making decisions for everything that was presented to him.
She was looking up at him as she corrected her step, then nervously turned away so he couldn’t see the confusion in her eyes . She’d thought he was just some sort of high level deputy coming to retrieve her for his leader’s wedding but the man who had carried her out of her home like a sack of potatoes, who had watched her fight back tears throughout the helicopter ride and sat closely next to her while they drove, he was to be her husband!
She was so embarrassed, humiliated, to have said those things earlier in her future husband’s presence. Thinking back, she realized that h er brother had tried to warn her! He’d told her to stop, to cease because he knew that El Hamin was right behind her, watching her theatrics and hearing her call him a monster and a torturer.
What was she going to do? How could she smooth this over? Was he furious? He should be. As S heik of Silaria, he had the power to lock her away and do anything he wanted to her. He might only be her fiancé at the moment , but in their culture, that was almost the same as her husband. He had rights n o man other than her brother e ver had and he could hurt her, kill her even, if he wanted. And no one would ever know.
They were walking down a set of stairs and through hallways
“We’re here,” Hussan said needlessly and touched Isla’s arm to help her out of the seat . His hand briefly touched her waist when he unlatched her seat belt and he felt the shiver run through her. Hussan felt the tremor and looked into her eyes, telling her that he’d felt her reaction and wasn’t going to ignore it . She turned her head away and he smiled slightly, not at all fooled by her attempt at being demure. He was glad she was now feeling something besides anger towards him because being near her like this, smelling her soft, pretty scent, was driving him crazy with the need to get her all to himself and show her just how much he wanted to touch her. Everywhere!
Isla held her breath as his hands unstrapped her seat belt. She could have done that just as easily herself, but the man seemed determined to touch her. Was he doing it just to irritate her? Or was he trying to embarrass her by showing that he had some sort of control o ver her body and how it reacted?
Isla looked around, startled by how efficient everyone looked. The guards were standing at attention but still surveying the area surrounding the helicopter landing pad. The others were also very industrious and she didn’t understand why this man c ould attract so much attention and such deference. Why was the whole crowd vying for his attention? She even noticed some of the soldiers stand taller as this man approached.
The tall man beside her helped her out of the helicopter and, even as Isla tried to avoid it, he was able to touch her in small ways that bothered her. She wanted to step out of his reach, but he held her arm, then moved his hand to the small of her back as he led her through the guards.
As they approached the building, t he helicopter rotors had slowed so the wind and noise had died down significantly. She heard the other men rushing towards him, all of them vying for his attention first, asking him questions, waiting for his guidance. He’d only been gone for the morning, hadn’t he? Isla didn’t understand why this man could be so important.
And then it hit her. The questions these men were asking, the way they treated him so deferentially, the guards, the helicopter….he wasn’t some ruler’s minion. He was the ruler!
She stumbled as the reality of her situation hit her and the tall man beside her stopped and caught her, looking at her without any expression since he was still answering questions fired at him from the left and right, never missing a beat and making decisions for everything that was presented to him.
She was looking up at him as she corrected her step, then nervously turned away so he couldn’t see the confusion in her eyes . She’d thought he was just some sort of high level deputy coming to retrieve her for his leader’s wedding but the man who had carried her out of her home like a sack of potatoes, who had watched her fight back tears throughout the helicopter ride and sat closely next to her while they drove, he was to be her husband!
She was so embarrassed, humiliated, to have said those things earlier in her future husband’s presence. Thinking back, she realized that h er brother had tried to warn her! He’d told her to stop, to cease because he knew that El Hamin was right behind her, watching her theatrics and hearing her call him a monster and a torturer.
What was she going to do? How could she smooth this over? Was he furious? He should be. As S heik of Silaria, he had the power to lock her away and do anything he wanted to her. He might only be her fiancé at the moment , but in their culture, that was almost the same as her husband. He had rights n o man other than her brother e ver had and he could hurt her, kill her even, if he wanted. And no one would ever know.
They were walking down a set of stairs and through hallways
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