"That first kiss is the invitation for more to come and taste of the forbidden fruit that is your lips."

- Anonymous

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Zoya looks mad. Raging mad. She narrows her beautiful hazel eyes at me and glares. On a last minute whim I had called Alisha and changed Zoya's plans of a quiet luncheon. I smirk. All this silence and glaring is getting to me so I do something I shouldn't do. I go to Zoya's side, get her up from her chair and carry her in my arms where she truly belongs. She tries to push me away but I am stronger than her. I think she looks adorable and hot. Her eyes are spitting fire and her hands are fisted at her sides. My darling little, rebellious wife. I am hundred percent certain she will like the surprise I have planned for her. I walk the short distance to my car and deposit her on the passenger sit and secure her seatbelt. Then I jog over to the drivers side, slide inside and close the door. I start the car and speed away. Zoya still hasn't spoken one word to me and I don't feel bad about crashing the sisterly bonding session. In fact I feel quite proud of myself because she deserved it for skipping on office and being mad at me. Well Zoya baby you can be mad at me all you want but it doesn't change the fact that you are married to me and I own you body and soul. I smirk content with my thoughts. Zoya turns on the radio and Champagne Problems by Taylor Swift starts playing. She sings along to it.

Heartless heartbreaker! How dare he carry me like that? I hate him so much. He is an absolute bastard and I regret the day I ever married him. Despicable! The oaf of a man has the nerve to smirk while I stew in anger. Ugh! I feel so damn angry! As the song ends my anger comes back in full force blinding me with seething rage. I want to murder him. He deserves it after pulling that stupid stunt. The other half of the blame goes to my idiot sister for agreeing to his plan. Him and his plans. They are all like rotten apple! I switch radio stations and the next station plays Mr Perfectly Fine by Taylor Swift. I sigh in frustration. This song is perfect for the moment because I think it describes our relationship perfectly.

The rest of the drive is quite until we reach an airfield on the outskirts of the city. There is a small private plane on the strip with the Cross family sign. Wow! So he planned everything. Hats off to him! We both get out of the car and climb onto the plane. It's beautiful inside with a cream colour interior. Vamp Boss takes a seat near the window and I take the seat opposite from him. I may hate him all I want but I can't stay away from him for long. Soon sleep claims me and my dreams take me away to Neverland.

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