Unforgettable

Chapter 7 I "You bastard."

Allison's POV

Hiding was exhausting.

Last nights dinner showed me I got too close to Isaac and I couldn't allow that. I had to stay away from him. But it was hard. Especially since he held me prisoner on this yacht. It was huge, yet I couldn't escape it.

And there was the constant reminder, that he was somewhere around. He could be hiding behind the next corner without me knowing. So I decided to stay in the bedroom, since he wasn't around for breakfast. But after being in that house all by myself for the most part, I went crazy having nothing to do.

Reaching noon, I sit up, groaning, on the bed. I can't stand this anymore.

"ISAAC." I scream, rushing through the halls of the yacht. "ISAAC!" I try again, even louder, opening every door I pass. "ISAAC, WHERE ARE YOU?" I scream and finally find the smirking devil sitting on one of the decks, casually typing away on his phone.

"Babe?" He asks simply, not deterred by my anger at all.

"GET ME OFF THIS BOAT." I scream directly at him, ready for a damn fight.

"Okay."

"I don't care what you're reasons are to keep me here, I want you to let me go off this damn boat. It's – it's a fancy prison and I won't have it."

"Okay."

"No, I mean it. Let me go and stop keeping me here. This is against human rights." I cross my arms.

"Babe?" since I totally ignored him all this time, I expectantly raise my eyebrow.

"What?" I screech.

"Get dressed and we'll go." He states calmly, not saying what I expected him to say.

"What?" I gasp surprised, but quickly catch myself. "I mean- I am dressed." I gesture down my body, showing him the little blue dress, I put on this morning.

"No." He gets up, quick enough to get a hold on me, so we find ourselves in the usual position with his arms wrapped around me. "I won't let anyone see you look this good." He looks down my body-well, at least the little bit he seen before our bodies connect.

"I-I- can't come up with anything." I stupidly blurt out, snapping a hand over my mouth the second I say those words.

"Good, then we agree that you'll change before we go." Thankfully he doesn't call me directly out on my stupid comment.

"Where are we going then?" I ask him.

"We're going wherever you want." He says the words that make every woman swoon immediately, sadly, I have the same reaction, somehow remembering who he was and what he's done.

"Really?" I gasp.

"Yes. We will always do whatever you want. There is nothing I won't do for you." I can feel it, I can feel my heart melting, slowly but steadily it is melting right there at his words. "Just say the words, I'll make them come true." He was a bad, bad man saying things like this to me. Holding me so close, making me feel so precious, so protected in his arms.

Wait, was he leaning in? WAIT, am I leaning in?

"No." I whisper when my eyes descended to look at his lips. "Don't kiss me." I whisper.

"Why not?" He wants to know and I come up with so many reasons, yet I don't tell him any of those. "Scared?" He teases and without any shame, I nod. "You and I both know you can't stay away from me forever." He tells me but I already know. With him around me all this time, saying these romantic things to me, I won't be able to resist forever.