Jacob
The thought of going back to land was gnawing at me. How could I keep this woman safe while giving her the freedom she deserves? I had crossed a line, and I wasn’t sure how to go back. If it were up to me, I’d lock her in my bedroom and never let anyone near her. She was mine now. There was no other way to think about it. But the reality was—she needed to breathe, to live without fear, even if it meant taking risks. I could protect her, but how much freedom could I give her before the danger was too great?
I ignored every message that came through on my phone except from Mateo. Everyone else could wait. Ximena was mine, and nothing else mattered. But that didn’t stop her from worrying. I could feel it. Every time I glanced over, she was biting her nails or fidgeting in her seat. Sh
