---- Book 1 Chapter 9 As we pulled up, Eli undid his belt, following me out. He pulled his phone from his pocket before showing it to Maya. This lady will pick you up after school and take you to your grandma, he told her, showing her the photo he'd sent me. She is pretty, like a fairy. What is her name? Maya beamed up at him. Maya seemed to really like them, which I thought was strange. She was usually pretty standoffish with strangers, especially men, yet she spoke comfortably with them, not intimidated like I was by them. Her name is Emery, Eli told her, and Maya nodded. T emailed her teacher last night to let her know, I told him, and he nodded once before hopping back into the car. I walked her inside before rushing back out, not wanting to be the reason they were late. Climbing back in, I slid along the seat. I suddenly felt very claustrophobic without Maya as a distraction in the small space with them. I tugged my skirt down as it rode up as I moved across the seat across from them. 5/6 ---- Book 1 Chapter 9 Nice purple-lace panties, Cyrus said, his eyes looking between my legs. My face heated up, knowing he had already caught a glimpse. He smirked at how uncomfortable I had become. Reaching down and grabbing my handbag, I placed it on my lap to hide myself from them. 6/6 ---- Book 1 Chapter 10 Book 1 Chapter 10 Chapter 10 The trip to the airport was long and filled with awkward silence. Worry started to seep into me. I hated flying; I preferred land. At least you had a chance of survival in a crash on land. In the air, not so much. I kept my eyes glued to the window, but every now and then, I would turn back to catch them both staring openly, not fazed at all by my catching them. The air suddenly became thicker, and I found it harder to breathe. My stomach filled with dread at having to spend the next two days with these impossible men. Cyrus got out first when the limo stopped, and I followed behind him, sliding across the seat and climbing out. I felt a hand touch my side as Eli tugged me beside him, his hand on my hip. I jumped, stepping away, only to be pulled back to his side. Cyrus watched my startled face before his eyes darted to where Eli's hand was. He nodded before walking off, only to find they were using a private jet. My heart was hammering in my chest. I hated flying, hated heights, and now I was about to step into a W/5 ---- Book 1 Chapter 10 metal cylinder and live my worst nightmare of having to fly. T avoided planes like the plague; I would rather spend days on a train or bus than get on one. Stopping at the stairs leading up to it, I froze, my feet not wanting to move as if they had become rooted to the spot. My breathing became uneasy as I peered up at the machine that would take us in the air. I gulped, feeling on the verge of throwing up or passing out as I broke out into a cold sweat. Eli stopped, looking at me before realizing I was visibly trembling at the thought of getting on the bloody thing. You don't like flying? he asked, and Cyrus stopped on the steps, looking down at me. Elis hand moved to my lower back, pushing me gently, but I was frozen. Completely petrified as I started to hyperventilate. Turning around, I went to make a run for it when I felt Elis arm wrap around my waist, tugging me against him. The heat from his chest seeped into my back. You will be fine. Just breathe before you pass out, he said below my ear. I swallowed, remaining still before turning me back toward the stairs, his arm still around my waist. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!