I drop Allen off at the hotel with orders to alert the authorities by any means he can think of. For my part, I stuff my things in my bag and jump in a cab to the airport. The jet is on the tarmac, and waiting outside is Attila.
The driver leaves me and I find myself alone with this man so handsome and so dangerous. When he takes my chin between two of his fingers to lift my face to his and deposits a kiss, I feel fragile and tiny... I have so often suffered as a teenager for being tall for a girl.
But Attila is immense, his build is more than impressive and his eyes shine with this specific glow when he lays them on me: desire and danger. A cocktail which I know for a fact I can’t resist. And I prefer not to think my heart beats this way because of the fear that never leaves me as I get
