Promised Love

Chapter 4

 ----Stassi----

I cross my arms as I had no intentions of getting off this plane. I know we just had a decent, normal conversation. But I have no idea what this man is capable of doing. He seems alright, but what is going to happen to me in the future? Is this man going to put me in harms way? "I'm not getting off this plane, you can and then tell the pilot to take me home."

"Babygirl.. you will be home if you would just get off the plane." he pleaded. "No, this is not my home, my home is back in Arizona." I put my seatbelt back on and as I am doing so, I heard a growl escape from the back of his throat. Before I knew what was happening, my seatbelt was unbuckled and I was being tossed over his shoulder once again. 

"Hey! Put me down! Stop, this is kidnapping!" I struggle to worm myself free from his arm, but it just gets tighter and tighter around me. "Ouch!" I feel a slap hit my ass and a chuckle come from him. "You have two choices, you can get the car on your own or I can put you in the car myself, which would it be?" he asked me, but in my head I already have a plan. "I'll get in on my own, thank you."

"Good girl and so polite!" he places me down on my feet and before he has a chance to do anything, I catch him off guard and push him away as hard as I can and I take off running. I don't get very far before I collide into one of the man who works for him, which bounces me back onto my ass. I groan as the guy picks me up and puts me on my feet, dragging me by my wrist towards the car. 

"Where were you going?" He is practically yelling at me, but I refuse to answer or let him see any emotion from me. I just look him dead in the eye, not even blinking. "Put her in the car and take her home, you know where to put her." 

He walks away as the man puts me in the car, carefully putting my seatbelt on. He doesn't look as mean as he tries to be. There is sorrow in his eye, almost like he feels bad for me. 

He gets into the driver seat and starts to drive. His blue eyes keeps looking back at me through the rear view mirror. "Are you okay, Miss Stassi?" he asks me. I can hear he is really concerned for me and it is a genuine question, but I just can't help it.. "Does it look like I'm okay?" I snap back. I see sadness in his eyes, which makes me feel bad for how I responded. "Look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you.. but as you can see my predicament, how could I be okay?" I sigh, "What is your name? How did you get into all of this?"

I study him, he is quite handsome.. Don't get me wrong, he is no Cooper, but I could see myself falling for him if things were different. He had to be no taller than 5'11" blonde hair blue eyes. Pfft, every girls dream man, I chuckle to myself. He was about the same build as Cooper, but he was softer, seemed nicer from what little interaction we've had with each other.

"My name is Otto, Otto Bishop. Cooper is like the bigger brother I've never had. My family... is... well was poor. They died in a nasty fire when I was a freshman in high school. The kids were mean and nasty to me, until Cooper started going there. I guess he saw something in me that he liked, that he wanted to protect. To be honest with you, Miss Stassi, if it wasn't for him... I probably would have killed myself. He protected me when I couldn't, so I feel it is my obligation to protect him now." he does a small smile before continuing, "Although, I don't always agree with what he does. Especially, with how he handled things with you."

I smile and pat his arm with my hand, "Well Otto, it is very nice to meet you. I would have prefered to meet you under different circumstances, but alas this is it." I smile at him before returning my gaze out the window.  It feels like we have been driving for hours, but it's only been like ten minutes. I see tall buildings around me. I've always wanted to visit New York, just not like this. It doesn't take long til we stop in front of what looks to be a skyscraper. 

"Miss Stassi, I know this is how you  wanted things to happen, but could you please just walk with me? I don't really like being forceful." he pleaded with me with his eyes and I nodded. At least he asked me. He opens up my car door and we walk into the building together and ride up to the penthouse suite together. 

We walk in and I am astonished by what I see. This place is beautiful. It had white marbled floors with white marble countertops on everything that needed countertops. Vaulted ceilings, ceiling to floor windows that had electric blinds that opened and closed with the touch of a button. This was just the first floor, who knows what the second floor looked like. I stop at a little table because something had caught my eye. It was an envelope with my name on it. I studied it. Did Cooper write this to me? I wouldn't know, cause I don't know his handwriting. Before I could stop myself, I grabbed the envelope and opened it; and here is what it says.

Mi Amor, Stassi,

       Words cannot express the way I feel about you. You awaken something inside of me that I have never felt in my life. I know things are bad right now but it will get better, if you would just give me a chance. In our room, there is a box on the bed. It is yours. Please be ready by 7 p.m., as I have a surprise for you.

Always Yours,

Cooper

Hmph, if he thinks I am going anywhere with him, he is sorely mistaken. But I guess it wouldn't hurt to see what he got me? "Otto?" shortly after I call his name, he appears besides me. "Do you know where his room is?" "I sure do, follow me."

He leads me to a winding staircase, where we ascend into a foyer, with the same beautiful floor and countertops from downstairs. He leads to me to double doors, before leaving me to open the door. Once inside, the room looks like its fit for a king. A massive king size poster board bed with drapes hanging from the corner. I guess he likes privacy when he's sleeping, I chuckle to myself. The floor isn't white marble, but it sure is something magnificent to gawk at. He has pictures hanging on the wall that I am guessing is Da Vinci or someone. To be honest, I'm not a big art geek. 

There is another set of double doors to the right of me, I peak in to see its a bathroom. It has a stand up shower with a shower head in the middle of the ceiling. I'm guessing, it was like a waterfall or a rainfall effect. There is always a bathtub in there, which is rather big could fit at least three people in there. And then there is a door, which I am assuming is a linen closest, but to my surprise it is just a regular closet. 

A massive walk-in closest. Clothes are hung up and shoes are neatly put away. I notice, there it clothes for male and female in there. And they are quite the expensive kind too. The male clothes are obviously his, but the female? He must have bought me clothes. And he must have done his research cause these clothes are amazing. These are exactly what I would wear, if I had the money to buy them. I suddenly remember, there is a gift for me on the bed. 

On the bed, is a white box with a pink bow wrapped around it. Beside the box is a phone and a laptop with a note that says "For Stassi". I wonder why he would give me a phone and laptop, is he that secure that he think I wouldn't call for help or something? My eyes wander back to the box. No, I won't open it. I say to myself. Who does he think he is? He just can't buy my love and affection! But I can't help myself, even as I speak these words, my hands are opening the box, like they have a mind of their own.