Stuck On A Remote Island?

CHAPTER 002

Life Is Made Up of Damned Timing

Jaxon realized he was holding my ankle and hastily wrenched his hand away. Free from his grasp, I brushed the sand off the area he touched in a composed manner. After his initial shock, his face grew ferocious as he stood.

"Young Lady Lilianne, what is the meaning of this?" His voice was filled with animosity. It seemed he was accusing me of abducting him.

I remained seated, despite the fierce stare his golden eyes aimed at me. His glare promised to rip me apart if I refused to provide an answer. Even the tear-shaped freckle under his left eye was sharp enough to prick.

I should have escaped as soon as I woke up.

"Well, I have no idea, either-oh?" I stopped mid-defense and pointed at the sky behind him in surprise. "What is that?"Jaxon followed my finger and turned around to look up. Of course, there was nothing there.

Taking advantage of his distraction, I scrambled up from my position to run; however, Jaxon caught me quicker than I could find balance on my feet, caging me in his arms. The force of his interception had us tumbling in the sand once more.

Damn it!

"Where are you running off to?" His vitriolic question left little time to contemplate our scandalous posture. "I demand you tell me how the hell this happened."

As I still showed no intention of explaining, he grabbed my shoulders and shook me.

"How do you expect me to know any more than you? I'm seconds away from dying with all this confusion," I finally snapped.

Jaxon didn't bat an eyelash at my blatant resentment. "You attempted to run, what makes you think I would believe you?"

"You threatened me, what should I have done when frightened?"

Jaxon bit his lip as if he had been gutted, but his moment of guilt didn't linger, as his eyebrows furrowed once more. Even in the midst of everything, his charming visage was easy to admire. A flawless, handsome face was candy for the eyes, but that alone wouldn't save me, would it?

"A glimpse at your face is enough for me to conclude you think this is a joke, Young Lady Lilianne." There was a sense of intimidation in his tone.

Feeling a slight headache blooming at my temple, I massaged the area and said, "You must have poor eyesight."

"Considering what the Young Lady has done in the past, I believe my suspicions are justified."

His words helped me recall Lilianne's past deeds. She was infamous for shamelessly pursuing Jaxon. It wasn't uncommon to witness her stalking and pestering him. If another woman approached him, Lilianne would grab the poor woman's hair without any dignity and make a fuss. There was even an incident when she nearly killed him by tricking him into drinking a love potion under the guise of medicine. The case was dismissed by the power of Duke Floné, giving birth to Jaxon's earnest hatred for Lilianne.

She had committed many heinous feats and could be punished at any time for her sins, but she was unscathed, thanks to her father's leverage. The fact Jaxon was a prince without support also played a part.

'I have nothing to deny.'

Instead, I answered in the most placid tone possible. "The Floné duchy is powerful, but it's not influential enough to recklessly kidnap the crown prince of the empire.

I sighed and ruffled my hair back. Perhaps because of the humid weather, I was overcome with lightheadedness. It was too late to feign composure.

His threatening aura disappeared in an instant.