Nina's pov
I gulped as I stared at the little glass vial in my hand. It was already set to be injected. Despite being a seasoned doctor, it scared me. Although it wasn't the first time I had handled a vial, it was the first time I attempted something unorthodox.
I pursed my lips. What if I messed up? I didn't want to. I couldn't… I just had to wait for the perfect moment.
My eyes darted towards the red, lacy nightdress laid out on the bed.
Perhaps I could pretend to…
I cringed. I didn't want to wear it. Even the idea of revealing my body to him made me sick. The fabric would expose my entire body and I hated it.
“What's taking so long?”
Startled, I snapped my head towards him as I quickly slipped the vial back into my pocket. My heart's palpitations shot up when I saw him studying my countenance.
Did he see the vial? If he did, I was screwed. My heart thumped in my chest. He was trying to read me when he stared at me with one eyebrow raised. I sucked in a breath, hoping, praying I looked calm enough and he suspected nothing.
“Well, I… it's been a while…” I said, offering a smile.
“I know… maybe I'm asking for too much,” he said with a sigh, his shoulders drooping as he spoke.
I did my best to read his demeanour but he was so good at masking his true self. I wondered how long he would be able to put up the facade. My real concern was… did he see me holding the vial? His lack of questioning concerned me.
“I can wait… I guess. I waited for so long. Just a few more days wouldn’t be too hard.”
I pursed my lips. Was that a good sign? I couldn’t tell.
“It’s okay. Let’s have a drink? Maybe that would help you loosen up.”
I followed him out of the room and descended the stairs, all the while thinking of one thing. I had to do it fast. Trusting him would be stupid.
He glanced over his shoulder. “Why don’t you relax on the couch?" I will prepare a drink for you.”
I stared at him. Him, preparing a drink for me? That has never happened before.
He chuckled. “I know why you look so shocked. I am a changed man, I promise.”
I didn’t respond. To tell the truth, I didn’t know how to respond. So many thoughts went through my mind. On one hand, my mind was screaming warnings against drinking the drink he prepared for me while I kept thinking about how to inject him the vial I brought.
Just do it, Nina. Don’t delay.
I nodded to myself. Yes. I had to…
Careful not to make a sound, I tiptoed towards the kitchen area and watched him work. He had taken two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine. My eyes narrowed. What if he added something to my drink? I watched for a while but when he poured one glass, I walked towards him.
He noticed, despite having his back turned towards me — probably because of his military training. I don’t reckon he would forget years of what he used to do when he lived in the city. He glanced over his shoulder, a fake smile plastered on his lips, acknowledging my presence.
“Hey. You didn’t like it in the living room?”
I smiled. “Well, yes. I was alone there.”
“Hmm,” he said, offering me one glass. “Well, you wouldn’t be lonely once you start to live with me.”
I accepted it, staring at the red liquid swirling inside. I couldn’t lift it to my lips to sip on it. I was paranoid.
“So tell me,” he said, sipping on his glass. “What have you been up to all this time?”
I sighed and tried to relax. “Well, I am now the head doctor of the hospital.”
“So your career has really taken off, huh?”
I shrugged as I leaned against the counter. “Well, I did it for the girls. I want them to have everything I had and things I didn’t have.”
A smirk curled slightly at his lips, which he quickly turned into a smile. “Of course. You are a supermom. You’d do anything for them.”
I couldn’t help but think about his choice of words. Super mom? Of course I’d do anything for them, even if it meant I’d have to use my medical knowledge to do something unethical. I turned my gaze from the glass of wine in my hand to him. I had to execute my plan… but waiting for the perfect moment was taking too long.
If only I was used to launching attacks like others who worked with Blake, injecting him would have been a piece of cake. I had never regretted not being trained to fight, except at that moment. Perhaps I could ask Blake to teach me…
If I ever got out of here in one piece.
“You look worried, Nina.” His voice interrupted my thoughts. “Are you thinking about your career if you move to the village with me?”
My lips parted. “Y… yeah. I… I don’t want to lose everything I worked for.” I said.
He snickered. “I knew you were zoning out. I was telling you, I earn enough by farming. The village is more peaceful when compared to the city. You can stay home with the kids. You can open your own clinic here.” He studied my countenance for a while before adding. “Your dad can come to live with us if he wants to.”
My own clinic? To treat whome? The animals? I didn’t notice any neighbours around his place.
“You are thinking about patients, aren’t you?” he said with a chuckle. “Don’t worry about that. People live here. The houses are just not close by. I will spread the word. I have made a few friends over the years. They are also farmers. Whenever they got sick, they had to travel to the city.”
I shrugged my shoulders and looked at the glass of wine in my hand. “Okay I guess.”
Of course, it wasn’t okay, but that didn’t matter. Staying here was the last thing on my mind.
“Wait,” he said, suddenly moving towards me. My heart raced when he raised his hand to my collar and froze a little when he moved the shirt a bit, revealing my shoulder. I glanced his way. His relaxed demeanour had suddenly changed and a deep frown was wrinkled on his face.
My eyebrows knitted together. What happened?
Darkness loomed in his eyes as his eyes made contact with mine. “You are marked.”