Chapter 3

• Juliette Pov
• I looked out of the window to find clouds and only clouds. I was frustrated being in that same room from his knows to many hours. So, I made up my mind to go out of the small cabin and check out. The stunt that I pulled few hours ago is still fresh in my mind. Still, I just want to know why did he do that?
• I walked out of the room, crossing a small cabin, I reached the front part of the plane. There I saw the devil himself sleeping on his seat leaning his head against his seat.
• He looked so peaceful in his sleep.
• He took all my peace and dreams away from me. I was suppose to enjoy my life, my honeymoon with Emmett and here I am mourning on his death and sitting married to a complete stranger.
• I don’t understand what to do. Should I cry and shut myself down for Emmett’s death or should I take revenge for him?
• Finally, I decide to lock all my tears and sorrow inside me until I take my revenge. I won’t satisfy until I make this Zachary guy kneel down before me and ask for forgiveness for what he did to Emmett and to me.
• Suddenly I was brought back to reality when the plans began to tremble. I loosed my balance and in no time going myself falling towards my front. I closed my eyes scared and waited to get hurt but when I felt a touch on my arm, my eyes fluttered open only to find myself again on Zachary.
• For the second time of the day.
• He held my arms supporting me while I sat sideways on his laps. His eyes displaying shock and surprise but at the same time I found myself getting mesmerized by his brown eyes which were filled with deep secrets and something which I couldn’t comprehend.
• His eyes began to flutter and I snapped out from our little moment. I jerked up away from him as soon as I realised I was sitting on a murderer.
• “What the hell is your problem” he spoke narrowing his eyes as adjusted his black suite.
• “You are my problem” I spoke lowly but I knew he heard it.
• “Where are you taking me?” I asked as I sat infront of his seat on another seat.
• He stared at me for some minutes and as usually chose to ignore me as he leaned back against his seat and closed his eyes totally shutting me.
• “Fine!” I muttered irritated by his rudeness.
• I chose to calm myself down for some minutes. So I sat next to the window and leaned against the window.
• I just wanted to forget everything that just happened few hours ago. My energy system is totally drained out and now I will gladly accept anything which could provide me peace and more importantly calmness.
• I closed my eyes and folded my arms across my chest feeling little cold.
• “Who ever knew that a simple wedding could turn out this horrendous” I thought to myself as I drifted to darkness.
• “Get up!” I heard someone
• As I began to gain consciousness, I rubbed my eyes and looked up to find the murderer himself standing before me and looking down at me with a boring expression.
• “Get up! We are here. Follow me!” He commanded me as if I were his dog and turned on his back walking somewhere.
• I got up from my seat and felt something dropping to the floor. I looked down to find a shawl lying on the floor. Confused, I picked it up and ran my palm over the soft shawl wondering who covered me with it.
• “I said Follow me” I heard him speak up and without wasting any more time I took that shawl with me as I ran before him following him.
• He walked out of the plane with me trailing behind him and immediately I looked arround to find ourselves surrounded by luxourious black cars whose name I didn’t know quite actually.
• I sucked at all this.
• For me car is a car.
• I noticed body guards with huge well built body all dressed in typical black clothes with black sunglasses looking here and there to security.
• “Sir welcome back” a guy bowed his head before Zachary and in return Zachary just nodded.
• “This way” he escorted us to a car, black luxourious car and without uttering any words I followed Zachary into the car because I knew it was useless trying to escape.
• First of all, I had no idea of where I’m the world I was. Secondly, I was surrounds by his men. That means I would be easily caught if I ever tried to escape and lastly, I didn’t wanted to escape. Not now actually. Not before getting my answers and getting my revenge.
• I sat silently lost in my deep thoughts while the car ride. I tried to atleast have an idea on where I was by looking outside the window for any shop or clue but everything was written in different language and eventually I gave up when I didn’t get a single clue.
• But as if God heard me I got a clue and it was totally devastating for me. I was in freaking Egypt. I would’ve never got it if I had never saw that pyramids. Now I got it. It was all in Arabic language.
• “How can I be so stupid not able to recognise this earlier?” I questioned myself.
• I just can’t believe this. This freaking monster made me travel all this way to Egypt. But how in the world I couldn’t know this earlier?
• I looked towards my left to find him typing something on his phone. I tried to peep but a shiny material which poked out of his waistline made me to sit back on my seat.
• “Why in the world is he always carrying that stupid gun with him?” I muttered as I closed my eyelids rubbing my face using my palms frustrated.
• “Why are we in Egypt?” I asked in a low voice.
• For some minutes I thought that may be he didn’t hear me but when he did I wished I should’ve never asked it to him.
• “You are where I have brought you” he spoke in a bored tone as he continued typing in his phone.
• “Idiot!” I muttered
• The car ride was in silence and after a hour we reached out destination. The car came to a halt before a big house. I scoffed looking at that house. Atleast my house was bigger than this.
• “We will staying here for three weeks then we will fly back to my place” he said as he stepped out of the car.
• “Y-Your place? What do you mean by that? Isn’t this your place?” I questioned confused.
• “Do you think I stay somewhere like this?” He asked raising his eyebrows.
• I chose to keep my mouth close.
• Ofcourse! He would never stay somewhere like this. Ever!
• He walked towards the entrance and as usually I followed him.
• “Witney take her to her room” he ordered a woman who was dressed in black typical dress like a maid.
• “And sent me something to eat” he comanded again and without saying anything walked away leaving me alone with Witney.
• “Please follow me” she spoke professionally and I did as she said following her wherever she took me.
• “Here! This is your room for now” she opened a door which led is into a room. It was not a big room but medium size room with purple and white wall paint. An attached bathroom and a wardrobe. A small bed in the middle of the room and most importantly no window.
• “Why isn’t there any window in here?” I asked confused.
• I have already started to hate this room. I was feeling suffocated.
• “Please give me some other room” I told her and tried to leave but she stood before me blocking me with an apologetic face.
• “I am sorry Ma’am but Sir told me to give you this room only. You can not leave this room” she spoke with a low voice.
• “Wha-” she cut me off “Please change something comfortable you will get from that wardrobe and I will be bringing you your food” she bowed and closed the door on my face.
• “What the-” I began to bang on the door “open the door! Please! Open the door”.
• When no one responded, I eventually gave up as I slide against the door crying and sobbing again remembering who he was and what he did to me.
• After crying my eyes out, I managed to stand on my feet but my feet wobbled due to my draining energy.
• “I just hate for all this Zachary” I screamed as tears pooled my eyes and I made my way towards the bathroom.
• This wedding dress suffocated me and I just want myself out of this as soon as possible. I can not bear seeing those blood stains on my dress which made me remember painful memories.
• As I got inside the small bathroom, I got rid of the dress as soon as possible and took a cold shower relaxing a bit. I rubbed the parts of my body painfully feeling disgusted that a murderer touched me. What Zachary did was a sin. He did all that in a holy church and for that I wished God to punish him for his sins.
• Using the towel I wiped the water away from my body and wrapped myself using another towel and walked out of the bathroom. The ceiling fan was rotating making squeaking sounds and I feared it to fall on me.
• Opening the wardrobe, I fished out a layered spaghetti top and a black one third pant. But no undergarment.
• “I guess I had to just manage with this” I muttered as I changed into those clothes and wrapped my way hair using that same towel.
• I walked towards the bed and layed down on it watching blankly as the ceiling fan rotated.
• Soon, I began to feel sleepy and eventually I passed out with only one person in my mind.
• “Emmett”.