The Stolen Queen (On Hold)

Let's Escape

Mackenzie's POV:

I wake up against Derrik's chest again in the big red room. He is still sleep. I have a horrible headache... they must of drugged me again! I sit up and get off the bed and head for the door. Of course, its locked. I sigh and head to the bathroom where I wash my face. This makeup they put on me won't come off... (but I must admit I look pretty damn good.) I stay sitting on the bathroom counter until Derrik comes in. I roll my eyes, sigh, and jump off the counter and start for the door. Derrik grabs my arm.

"Want to take a shower with me?"

"What part of 'I hate you' do you not understand?"

"What kind of sick person hates their fiancé?"

"What kind of sick person kidnaps their fiancè?"

"The kind that wants to be king, bitch. And you don't seem very grateful to be queen of your own island."

"Yea, because I have a life, family, friends, and a BOYFRIEND in America. I don't want to be queen of this island." I say and snatch my arm from his hold and sit on his bed.

"Boyfriend? You have a boyfriend?"

"Yes, and I love HIM not YOU!" I meant love in a family way, I wasn't sure if I loved loved him yet. We only been going out for about a month.

"The ever so slim chance that you ever see him again, he won't want you. And you won't want him. By then my markings will be all over you."

"I'll never do ANYTHING with you."

"That's what you say now."

I turn around and sit Indian style on the bed. I cross my arm across my chest and start quietly crying. I hear Derrik close the bathroom door and I bury my head in a fluffy pillow. I want to go home.

Derrik's POV:

I don't know why, but when... oh fuck. I don't know her name! I go to where I put her clothes I took her in and find her underwear. 'Mackenzie' is sewn across the elastic band. I snort and throw them back in the bin. But when Mackenzie said she had a boyfriend that she loved, my chest felt heavy. I should of picked one of the women on this island, at least they would appreciate being with me and not make me have feelings for them. I sigh and turn on the shower. I step in and wash up. All that's going though my head is Mackenzie's words when my mic dings.

"Sir?" Butler's voice says from the other side.

"Yes?"

"President Obama of America will like to have a video conference with you in 30 minutes."

"And what if I don't talk to him?"

"He could bring in the American Army. I'm afraid we do not want to mess with them, sir."

"Fine. I will talk." I say as I rinse myself off. I step out the shower and dry myself off then head to my closet. I get out my best business suit and my alligator shoes. I look over to Mackenzie who head is buried in the pillow. But she's still breathing so I don't bother her. I put on my clothes and head to the video room. Every leader has to have a video room. I drape my fur coat over my shoulders and grab my staff with a red jewel on top. I can't wear my crown until the wedding so I sit the on video room's throne and wait for Butler. Once he arrives he says 'three, two, one.' And America's president comes on the screen.

"Hello Mr. Obama." I say studying him.

"Hello Prince Royals. I am sorry about your father's death."

"Don't be." I say smirking.

"Now, I'm sure you heard about one of my people went missing in your country, Mackenzie Gold."