I pulled away from her and smiled at her to which she returned with her own smile. I saw one of the man loading our luggage while Zachary didn't even bother for me to sit inside. He went inside before me. I sighed and got inside the car sitting as far as possible from him. As the driver ignited the engine I rolled down the window and waved at Whitney. She waved smiling and soon I lost her sight.

　　I rolled up the window and sat back on my seat sighing. It's funny what my life was playing with me. What I planned with my life, what I thought to do but it came out completely opposite to it in reality.


　　I looked outside of the window. The speed of the car blurring the scenery. I looked to my side to find him looking out of the window, seating casually as if nothing ever happened in his life. He was calm and he looked relaxed. I wonder what was going on inside his evil mind. Probably thinking ways to kill people or to destroy lives. How can a human be such demonic? Doesn't he ever feel other people's emotion?

　　"Useless" I muttered gritting my teeth and as he was about to turn towards me I turned towards the window avoiding his gaze.

　　Soon after an hour we reached the airport.


　　Cairo International Airport.

　　So we are in Cairo.


　　Its a shame that I didn't get any chance to jaunt around the capital of Egypt. The airport was the busiest place and I could see as people hurried in for their flights.

　　"Wear your glasses" I heard him and not wanting to create a scene I wore the black sunglasses and adjusted the scarf on my head.

　　We walked in while I tried to match his long strides, stumbling a few times and him glaring at me, I rolled my eyes not bothering about the consequences because I knew he couldn't see my eyes through my glasses. A man behind us wheeled our luggage while another one looked here and there. Judging by their looks and body, I knew they were his bodyguards.

　　"Sit here and no drama" he told me and went away with one of the bodyguard leaving one behind with me. I sat on the chair in the waiting room and waited for him to come back.

　　After few minutes, he came back and we boarded the plane. I guess we were going in a normal plane this time.

　　I never tried to escape but now I am thinking to change the fact.

　　While entering the airport I saw many police officers. I could easily get help from them or maybe if I get to inform one of the air attendants then I think they might help me by informing the police. But for that I need to remain extra cautious. Because I was dealing with a Mafia man.

　　I was wary all the time when we were boarding and when we reached the plane. I tried to get some attention from the officers but when they looked at me they smiled at me like I was a normal passenger. I huffed at them and even was ready to run to them but if it wasn't for Zachary holding my wrist all the time.

　　When we entered the plane, it was my time. I thought maybe I could inform the air hostess but Zachary didn't forget to pull me with him by my waist.

　　"Jerk!"

　　He made me sit on the window side and I clenched my jaw removing the sunglasses and scarf.

　　Now there was no way for me to escape.

　　"If you don't know then let me tell you this is my Plane" I heard his voice and I stiffened hearing it.

　　"I see your every chance to escape went in vain for you" He said in a calm tone but a hint of tease was evident which made my blood boil.

　　I balled my palms into a fist and clenched my jaw.

　　"Useless" I muttered but this time it was meant for me not for him.

　　After sitting for Two and half an hour we landed.

　　I came to know that we were going to Romania.

　　Avram Iancu Cluj International Airport.

　　It was a surprise for me to know that Cluj was his hometown in Romania. I knew about Cluj. Cluj was relatively less than any other place in level of crime and a man like Zachary lived here. I thought maybe he belonged from England or maybe USA but I guess you can never judge anyone just from their name.

　　We were immediately circled by reporters as soon as we reached the airport.

　　"Mr Sullivan who is she?" one of them asked.

　　"Mr Sullivan is the rumor true that you got married secretly to your childhood sweetheart?" another one asked to which I scoffed at them.

　　"What is going on? Isn't he a criminal? Then why is he surrounded by reporters like he is a celebrity?" I thought to myself.

　　"Is she the girl Mr Sullivan?"

　　"What was the reason for you get married secretly?"

　　They kept on shooting our pictures and bombarded us with questions which were utterly nuisance for me. Soon some guards encircled us and they pushed stubborn reporters out of the way.

　　"Mr Sullivan! Mr Sullivan please answer to us" The reporters shouted trying to get to us only to be blocked by the guards.

　　Somehow we managed to get out of the airport and we got into our car to which the reporters ran after us when the car began to move. As we left them behind I looked back at Zachary thinking he might answer what was going on there but as usually I found him busy typing something on his phone. I crossed my arms across my chest and kept my mouth shut and waited patiently to wherever he was taking me.

　　I have learnt one thing from the day I met him that he is the worst husband in this world.