Falling in love with my kidnapper

CHAPTER 8: SHOPPING

CHAPTER 8: SHOPPING 

*Alison's pnt of view*

Next morning Alek and I wake up. He doesn't forces me to sleep in handcuffs now, but I've the feeling that he sleeps with one open eye watching me. Alek orders the breakfast. The waiter brings it to our room, and we have breakfast together like every morning since we are here. When we finish Alek asks me if I still think it's worth it dyeing my hair to go to the pool. I answer that of course I do, so we get dressed and prepare to leave the room. Before leaving Alek put me on a cap and large sunglasses just in case we meet someone who can recognize me. He puts on other glasses and we leave the hotel. Then we headed for the car.

We decided to go to a hair salon that was only a kilometer away from the hotel. It does make me a little sad to get rid of my black hair, but not so much to change it for days in a huge pool and sunbathing, instead of being in a room all day.

- Have you already thought about to what color are you going to change your hair?

- Yes, I think I'm going to change to a hazel color with blonde highlights.

- Wow, it's a big change, right?

- I feel like changing - I began to think about what awaited me when I returned home to the castle.

Back to normality. This meant going back to all those endless meetings, and a life with a man that doesn't interest me in the least. Truth being told, the weeks kidn*pped hadn't been that bad. They made use for reflection. When I came back I would talk to my parents. They couldn't force me to marry someone whom I didn't know, or to reign only when I was 18, no matter how many enemies I had lurking to gain access to the throne.

- We've arrived - Alek burst into my thoughts

- There you are - says the hairdresser, a short girl with short hair and bright green eyes.

- I've been closing my eyes until then, I open them and look at myself in the mirror. It doesn't look too bad. In fact, I could get used to this hair.

Alek looks into my eyes in the mirror and a smile appears on his lips.

- I like how it fits you.

- Me too - I reply.

- What a good couple you are! - when the girl says this, my face turns red. Alek, instead of taking her out of her mistake, smiles at her and thanks her. 

We got out of the hairdresser, got in the car, and headed for the shopping mall.

Last time I went shopping I was 10 years old, I still remember my happy face when my father told me that I could go to a shopping mall and buy what I wanted. Lili and her mother were with me, by then Lili and I were already inseparable. We ran from store to store laughing and looking for pretty dresses.

Suddenly Lili comes to my mind, she must be super worried about me, she saw me leave that night. Knowing her, I'm sure she's blaming herself for letting me out, instead of stopping me. That thought saddens me, I miss her so much. Surely she would love all of this, being in a large and luxurious hotel and shopping, excluding the part of being kidn*pped, of course.

- Hello! , land calling Alison - Alek draws my attention - we better hurry up, I don't want to get in trouble for letting you out.

- Okeey. Grumpy.

We go from store to store, I find three bikinis that I love. Alek buy all three without saying anything. Every time I came out of the fitting room with a new bikini, Alek looks over all my body and tell me it isn't bad.

The first is sky blue, with a high panty, and the upper part in the shape of a triangle is made of soft fabric. The second is black, with a cut under the breasts and two more in the panties. The last one is white with a blue leaf pattern.

When we collect the bag, Alek says it is time for us to return to the hotel.

- Are you telling me seriously? - I answer him. He looks at me strangely - you really don't plan to buy a single swimsuit? 

- Of course not, I don't need it.

- Of course you need it, but who do you want me to bathe with? 

I take him by the arm and we enter in a*****e that has men's swimsuits, I go through several rows of swimsuits until I find two that I like, one plain light blue and the other black with a leaf pattern in different colors.

- The fitting rooms are over there - I said pointing to the place.

He looks at me and heads there, but not before taking my hand and taking me with him. I follow him closely, and when he enters the fitting room, he puts me there with him.

- Wow, you can't be away from me for a minute, eh? - I tell him

- You know very well why.

-  Well, I don't think the first thing the people of the shop is going to think is that you've brought me here with you to see how those swimsuits look on you.

- I don't give a damn what they think, but I'm not going to take an eye off you. - He says this as he takes off his pants and starts trying on the first swimsuit.

I try not to look at him but my eyes run all over his body. I knew it, blue looks great on him.

- How do I look? - he asks me

- What? - I was so engrossed with her body that I didn't hear the question.

- The swimsuit, how does it fit me?

I look over his body again, he looks at me and raises and lowers his eyebrows. I turn red. Cocoon, he did it on purpose, he doesn't give a damn about how his swimsuit fits, what he wanted was for me to look at him and be ashamed.

- Mmm, not bad. - I answer him

- Of course not bad, it looks great on me.

- Vain - he starts to laugh out loud.

- I'm going to buy both of them.

- Perfect. Let's pay them, I'm hungry.

When we arrive at the hotel we eat. Then we went up to the room.

*Alek's pnt of view* 

Alison fell asleep when we went up to the room. I guess the pool is postponed. I turn on the TV. I was starting to fall asleep when my phone rings. I look at the screen and answer quickly.

- You don't even have time to call your mother.

The woman who scolds me on the other end of the phone is Svetlana Vólkova, or Lana for nearby people.

- Mama - I say with a Russian accent.

My mother was always the calming voice when my father was the "leader of a Russian mafia" in the family. Thanks to her I was able to study law, she was the one who convinced my father that it would be useful to us.

- How is the little princess babysitting going? - she asks me.

- Not bad

- Is she pretty?

- Mama - I said in a warning tone.

She has never wanted this life for me, she doesn't like the idea of me becoming my father.

- You haven't answered the question - she says in a threatening tone.

- Not bad - I reply without much enthusiasm.

- Ahh, so yes she is - I don't know how she always knows what I'm thinking. 

- That doesn't matter ... - she lets out a sigh - how are you?

- Me perfectly, there is not much movement around here

- I have the movement - she lets out a laugh. - How's dad doing? - This last word was accentuated in Russian.

- What do you think? He doesn't like not controlling the situation.

- Well this time he will have to hold on.

- He has no other choice. Glad to talk to you Сын*. Keep controlling that little princess.

- I will do it. Пока* mama

- Пока Сын

I hang up the phone and lie on the bed next to Alison.

* Сын means 'son' in Russian 

* Пока means 'bye' in Russian 

Hi readers! 

I only want to thank you, for reading my story. I hope you like it, you can leave comments to share your thoughts. 

I also want to say sorry, for taking so long to upload this chapter. From now on I will try to upload once a week at least. Probably next chapter will be out this week, tomorrow or on Sunday.

That's all for now. Bye!