Kidnapped to live in a Castle

Chapter 19-New York

Chapter 19- New York

_________Kyra's Pov______

"Honey, do you have everything?" Raymond asked as he knocked on my door.

"Almost! I'll be ready in a few minutes." I shouted as I closed my last suitcase. We were going to travel to New York and enjoy the last couple of days of the year together.

I was wearing grey tight-fitting pants with a grey long-sleeved shirt as well as a link pink jacket to accessorize and knee-length grey boots. My hair was up in a messy bun and my lips were bright red.

As I was about to leave my room, two bodyguards came in and took my bags.

"Ray, you should really consider putting an elevator in this castle." I said half-jokingly as I met up with him at the end of the hall.

"There are many elevators here but they are hidden. Each floor either has a bookshelf or a bar. You need to press the right button." he said smirking.

My jaw dropped open. There were hidden elevators here? Wow. I had yet to discover many things about this castle.

"And you could not say this months ago?" I exclaimed a little upset. I had been climbing flights of stairs daily for months. All these calories lost when I could have been taking the elevator to move freely around the castle.

He simply smiled as he intertwined his fingers with mine and kissed my hand gently.

"We should leave now. We don't want to be stuck in the snow." he said and I agreed. We were soon on the ground floor and then out outside where a limousine awaited us.

The chauffeur opened the door for us and I got in, followed by Raymond. Our suitcases were put in a black Land Rover.

The journey to the airport was long and Raymond was on his phone throughout the journey. Most of the time I stared out the window, watching as the dense forest we were in became a concrete jungle.

Four hours later, we were at the Toronto Pearson International Airport.

It was now three o'clock in the afternoon and we had just checked in.

A lady came to us and escorted us to the terminal. This must be some kind of V.I.P treatment. I was enjoying this lavish lifestyle already.

"Are we going to be in first class?" I questioned Raymond. I had never flown in first class before. I was always in coach. My mother always said it saved money and after all, what was the point of spending more money to arrive at the same destination as everyone else.

We got to where the plane was on the runway and my jaw dropped in disbelief. Before me was a black private jet and I looked at Raymond flabbergasted.

"Is this your jet?" I asked sounding speechless.

"No." he said and my smile faltered.

He held my hands and looked me in the eyes with emotions that I could not understand. Was this love? He looked like he truly cared for me.

"This is ours." he said and my pearly white teeth were on full display now.

"Wow. This is amazing." I said breathlessly.

"After you, my lady." he said and I climbed the stairs and entered our private jet.

I looked around in amazement as gold accents all over the interior of the jet.

Its design exhibited an extravagant nautical theme and the jet was fitted with the latest technology and featured an in-flight phone and 16 inch LCD display television.