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Aiden’s silence is a lot worse than his words. His silence is the calm before the storm and the wind before the hurricane. It’s feeling your limbs shake right before an earthquake.
“A kidnapper doesn’t tell their victim where they’re going.”
“Dad only asked for my opinion.” “What was your response?” “I haven’t told him yet.” “So you’re considering it.”
“You know what’s the difference between you and me, Elsa?”
“I’m all in, but you always have a foot out. Even when we’re together, that brain of yours is always thinking of an escape plan.”
His words hit me harder than they should. That’s it. All this time, I’ve always fought the idea of Aiden...
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“Are we playing that game? Because I had a stronger reason to hate you.”
“You reminded me of the woman who destroyed my childhood, but I didn’t let my hate win. You let your distrust win every fucking time.”
“I chose you,...
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chose you over my mother’s memory, my father, and everything I fucking know. ...
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“You didn’t refuse either. If it were me, I would’ve done it on the spot.”
“That was fake and it happened long before you came along. It meant fuck all and you know it.”
“But you were biding your time. You are thinking about something that should be non-negotiable.”
“Your father, the company, your new family. They all come first. Where do I fit into your list of priorities, Frozen? Am I a fucking afterthought?”
“While I was on the other end of the world, thinking about ways to come back to you sooner, you were thinking about your engagement,”
“I was thinking about you, dickhead! I was thinking about how my life is an empty shell without you in it. I was re-reading your texts in class because I couldn’t stop missing you. I had to run in the rain like a lunatic because of thinking about you. So don’t sit here telling me that you’re an afterthought, Aiden. If you were, I wouldn’t be in so much pain right now.” My chest heaves with the raw breaths and the strain of my words. I turn my head in the other
“I told you. We can be mad at each other while I touch you.”
“You missed me, huh?” His metal eyes shine, almost becoming black. “Maybe.” “Maybe is good enough.” He pauses. “For now.”
“I’m addicted to you. I’m obsessed with you. I’m mad about you.”
I’m screwed. There’s no way I’ll be able to live without Aiden King.
“Now we go back to where it all started.”
“You said you want to know the truth.” Aiden touches my elbow. “You can do that where it all happened.”
“What I want to do is tie you to my bed and fuck you until you can no longer move. What I want to do is feast on your pussy instead of food and fill you with my cum.”
“What I want can wait until you find out what you need.”
A smile tugs on my lips.
He can be so dreamy sometimes — the keyword being sometimes....
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“I’m kidnapping you, remember?”
I can imagine a little girl with pale skin and hair, walking through these tight, long halls alone at night, carrying a flashlight and struggling to drag a heavy bag.
“This is how I came to find you every night,” I whisper.
“I figured. Told you, Child Elsa w...
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“It used to be scary back then, all dark and silent,” I blurt. “I always sang to myself so I wouldn...
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“No. The fact that I’d find you at the end of the tunnel is what kept me going.” I glance at him over my ...
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“You kept me goin...
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“Whose fingerprint opens it?” Aiden asks. “Mine, Dad’s, and Agnus.” I exhale. “Dad told me I can come here whenever I’m ready.”
“No, I’m not cautious about this place or the memories associated with it. I’m cautious about how you’ll react after you learn the truth.”
Even though he’s facing away, I can almost see that small boy chained to the corner, hungry, thirsty, and bleeding.
I’ll be the seven-year-old Elsa who brought Aiden food and made sure he was okay. I’ll be strong.
“I don’t care as long as you’re with me.”
“The night of the fire. The night I lost you.” I blow out a shaky breath. “I want to hear it from you.”
“Daddy came home!” She gushes. “I’ll wait till Ma goes to bed and then I’ll tell him about you. He’s going to help you!”
“Smile.” She places her index fingers on either side of my mouth and pulls.
“Why not? You can come back. We’re friends.” Her bottom lip trembles. “Right?”
“I’ll tell Daddy to take me to you.”
“Your dad doesn’t like my dad.”
“I don’t care. I like you. Daddy gives me eve...
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I’ll eat them when she returns. Maltesers are too sweet and I don’t like them much, but I haven’t told her that. Elsa’s so enthusiastic about them and I like watching her eat them. Besides, she loves it when I share the chocolate balls with her.
I think about Mum and how happy she’ll be when I go back. Maybe Jonathan will take us somewhere and make Mum happy.
Mum used to tell me about the power of the darkness. She said the real monsters look more beautiful than angels.
The red woman is as beautiful as the angel in our garden.
“Give it back.” I glare at her. “It’s mine.”
