Chapter 80 – Claiming The Reluctant Heiress

She could also feel the alcohol in her system starting to take its toll on her. Maybe the fresh air would help. She decided to roll down the windows to allow the air to blow into her face.

“I have a better idea.” He pressed a button, and the entire roof collapsed at the back, opening the upper portion of the car to the night’s elements.

He did not know why he was so fascinated with her, but he felt like impressing her. He just smiled when she seemed to be enjoying the wind on her face as her hair flew behind her.

“This is great.” She could feel a bit tipsy as she gazed at the view outside. Her vision was slightly hazy but not enough for her to lose consciousness. She let the wind blew the fog in her brain, and that included Marcus’ memories.

Besides, Marcus was probably enjoying his time with the arm of that gorgeous princess. She was not about to let him ruin her vacation by waiting for him.

“I’m glad you are enjoying it. Wait till you see where I am taking you.” He announced over the wind as he sped up the car on the empty road. The palace was located in an isolated area, away from the city, so traffic was not a problem.

“Where do you live?” She asked, suddenly realizing that she barely knew anything about the man sitting beside her.

Although it had not been a problem with her before, going out with strangers. This situation was different since she was in another country and nobody knew she was with him.

“In the city. I’ll show you some other time, but first, I want to show you something beautiful.” He told her as they continued to drive on the empty street.

Then, they slowed down and turned on a narrower road. “Where are we?” She asked as the place lost the lights of the streetlamps. They were now solely relying on the front lights of the car. It was the only thing guiding them to wherever they were going.

She was not afraid. She could feel that Lance was not a serial killer or a rapist. But she was slightly unsure of the place they were going to. She was not used to nature. The only jungle she knew was the busy street and rough back alley of the city she had lived in her entire life.

“This is my favorite spot whenever I wanted to be alone. I told you I would show you something special.” He stopped by a clearing and showed her a magnificent view of the beach. It was late, but the partial light coming from the moon slightly illuminated the place.

She wondered what this place would look like on a full moon. It was already so beautiful at this rate, but it would probably be more spectacular with a brighter setting where she could see more of the surrounding.

“This is beautiful. Can we go down?” She wanted to feel the sand underneath her feet.

“Of course, but wait.” He went down first and helped her out of the car. He removed the coat he was wearing and placed it on her shoulders. “The wind could be a bit cold at this time.” He explained.

“Thanks. What about you? Aren’t you going to get cold?” She asked, seeing that he was now, just wearing his crisp white shirt.

“Don’t worry about me. I am used to this.” He tightened the jacket around her before moving aside to let her pass.

She could not help but feel quite extra special with the way he was taking care of her. She was no princess, but she certainly felt one at the moment.

“Oh my! Oh my! Oh my!” She whispered or was it half-yelled as she felt a certain kind of satisfaction, but she craved for more.

She moved in her bed, trying to get hold of something, wanting to find the relief she needed. But, her hands only caught air as it felt nothing beside her. Moving her hands on her left side only landed on an empty sheet.

When she moved in the other direction, her hands fell on a solid material. Whatever that thing was, it rolled on the table and landed on the floor with a loud thud.

“Oh, damn!” She blurted out, startled by the noise. Then, the realization came as Dani immediately shot up from her bed. She quickly touched herself, determining if she was awake. She felt cold sweats on her skin, evidence of her very vivid dream.

When she looked around, all she saw was darkness, except for the light coming from her night lamp. It was still the middle of the night when she checked her phone for the time. She realized that she was barely sleeping yet. “Just great.” She muttered under her breath.

She decided to go back to bed. She went back to her lying position and closed her eyes. But the image of her dream kept replaying in her mind.

“Stop it.” She scolded her mind with the way it was thinking. Most of her dream usually did not stick to bother her, so she hated this one. It was a recurring nightmare that she wished to forget.

What could be worse than what just happened? It would be the knock on her bedroom door, she concluded.

“Dani, are you alright in there?” A mild knock, once again, could be heard inside her room.

She could not decide if she would answer him or pretend to be sleeping. But if she did not, he might suddenly enter her room, thinking that something happened to her. Then, she remembered that the room did not have locks on them. She wondered if whoever designed this place was even aware that locks on a door were significant too.

But then again, if she did answer him, what would she say to him. That she just had a dream, with him as the star of the show. She was not ready to face him after that dream. She pulled the pillow back into her face, unable to decide on what to do.

Eventually, she decided that it was better to let him know that she was ok. She jumped out of bed to answer her door.

Then, one more soft knock and his gentle voice penetrated her ears. “I’m coming inside.”

“I’m ok.” She finally shouted. “I was just in the bathroom.” She added, quickly moving to stop the door from opening. But she was too late. “Don’t…” Alex was already looking at her. He, too, seemed surprised to see her, or was it shocked, she thought when she stared at his face.

“I’m sorry.” He was finally able to recover. He was expecting to find her hurt or something after hearing the sound that came from her room. When she did not answer her after his several attempts, he was sure that she needed help.

However, finding her almost in front of him in her skimpy, barely covering anything lingerie was a bit shocking. It took a while for his brain to finally function, once again.

“I’m sorry.” He tried again when she did not answer him the first time. She also seemed at a loss for words. “I was going to check on you if you are alright. I heard a loud sound that came from your room.” He tried to explain, not wanting to alarm her of his presence in her room.

“It is ok.” She said. “I’m ok.” She corrected. “It was just something on the table that I accidentally knocked down on the floor while I was sleeping.” She immediately stopped herself from saying more.

“I also heard that you were making noises. Were you crying or something?” He wondered if she was having some, sort of, a nightmare.

He could not sleep, because basically, he was thinking of her. He had been tossing in his bed all night, with his mind quite aware that she was just in the other room.

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