Jane POV:
As I’m walking to the helicopter with a tight heart, second thoughts are filling my mind to the point that I’m about to be sick to my stomach. Can’t tell the reason why this happens, but my whole life is flashing before my eyes.
I’ve lived a pretty dull one until now, marrying the first man I’ve loved, that happened to be my first boyfriend also, then divorcing him after he went astray more times that I could count, I’ve done everything in my power to avoid catching feelings again.
Not that there is any chance to flourish some sort of infatuation for this man.
My father. He is the sole reason I’m doing this last minute trip, not the man that walks beside me at this moment, although he could upstage male celebrities and even Gods, for what it counts. Surely every man I’ve met and considered handsome until now was just put in the shade in comparison, but he is not getting a place in my mind or heart, the health of my father is my sole concern.
Without a doubt, this is probably the craziest thing I have done in my 30 years of my life, following this ridiculously dashing stranger into a private flight.
Yes, stranger. The fact that he is my step brother means nothing to me. If not for this recent event, I would have preferred never to make contact with him. His family destroyed mine, stuff like this can’t be easily forgotten.
“Everything ok?” He raises a brow inquiringly, his soul sucking eyes entice me in a burning gaze.
I nod as ‘yes’, but my entire stance screams ‘no’, he reads right through me, his eyes narrow in lack of conviction.
He offers his hand to help me climb up, I grab it at the speed of light, it’s my first time riding a helicopter, my body shivers from head to toe for I’m afraid of heights.
Planes do not scare me. Take offs and landings maybe a bit, the rest of the flight makes my mind be at ease, as a point of irony, if that makes any sense. So the plane flight is not the problem, the helicopter is another matter entirely.
Sitting in this tight space as we fly above the city, could not help but be aware of his powerfully built figure, herculean anatomy for he is now pinned to my body. Undesired, but devastating feelings make their way to my core, my body heat reaches boiling point, waves of tension are growing between the two of us, I’m afraid they can’t go unnoticed.
But there is more to it. Being so close to him installed an odd, but steady feeling of security in my entire body, I cannot even pick up how time passed, and the helicopter flight was over.
Was this the feeling a woman should have beside her man?
How would he behave if I were the center of his attentions, his dear one, his lover?
I shake the thought out of my head, I do not understand from where these questions continue to pop in my brain. Clearly, the burden of this hasty situation I have been dragged into, if burden can be regarded as the fitting description.
“The take-off is scheduled in half an hour, New York to Germany will be 7 to 8 hours long, so if you care to do some stretching, do it now.” He interrupts my line of thinking. “Not that the plane is small sized, but in the helicopter you reminded me of an image with a fish out of water so I’m guessing that you have a problem with flying. You own a passport, you must have been travelling at least once, and you know better how you deal with it. For me is not an issue, I’ve spent more than 12 hours from the last 24 in air, it’s like a second home to me anyway for I’m constrained to go abroad more often that one might think it’s possible, the business requires it.”
Stephan POV:
Her face lost color in a blink of an eye, I have instantly regretted my words, I meant no harm this time, but somehow I’ve managed to offend her. It may be for the better, her body pressed to mine in that compact place bothered me more than I have predicted, her presence being more appealing than foreseen. I had to use all my self-control not to get hard, that never happens like this, must be because I’m tired, sleep was not a good friend in the past days.
“I’ll be fine. No need to worry about me.” She assured me. “We can go inside, if you wish.”
“Sure, I just need to make a call first.” I have signaled her the way, the flight assistant welcomed her to board.
“Have you completed that little operation of yours, brother?” The voice on the other side of the call, my sister Tania asked.
“I’m in the process.” I respond. “This is of no importance, do you have any news about our mother?” I seek answer, not sure if I can take the truth.
“No improvement whatsoever in her condition.” She sighted while pronouncing the words.
“Well I suppose that no news is good news in this case.” I feel relieved that I’m not forced to hate Jane even more, if hating her is even conceivable. “And what about Frank, how is he?”
Frank Moore is the man I despise with all my being. He is the worst thing that happened to my family, I knew that from the start and if I needed more proof, it was provided by the car accident, if that was an accident indeed.
“I’ve thought you’ll question me about him too. He stays the same, but at least he’s conscious and his wounds are not life threatening.”
A reminder that he is practically fine, while my mother is on the brink of death.
“Fine, see you soon.”
“Can’t wait to meet your bride!” She chuckles.
“I’m in no mood for jokes, Tania!”
“Should I call her your fiancée then? You’re still planning to force her into marriage to keep the wealth in the family, no?” She asks playfully. “Is she as flavorless as her father?”
No, Jane is the opposite.
“Tania, you’re getting on my nerves!” My tone of angry note, I snapped.
“Ok, ok, I’ll see her with my eyes soon enough.” She hangs up.
Frank is a man of no wealth that married into an extremely powerful, very rich family. Mine. Which means that he will have rights to a part of my mother’s inheritance. So it’s gonna be an eye for an eye. He took my mother, I’ll take his daughter. And I’m gonna make her pay for everything that her father did.
Plus, the wealth stays in the family.
Not that this kind of marriage brings me any pleasure, it’s just business.