As much I detested everything that Romano provides, I have to eat. I felt weaker every second that I think about my being held captive here. I have to be strong if I will execute my escape plan. With one hand, I ate the breakfast and finished off the orange juice.
Searching the room for any escape route, I found none. The only way out is through the door which I am sure that Romano is somewhere outside of this bedroom. I hear his footsteps. It was like he was pacing back and forth. If only I have worn a different outfit, my plan would have been easier. Now I have to use my charm, if I ever have one to try and get out of this mess. Looking at my left hand, I had an idea, something that will either help me or leave me in tears.
Romano
“Aaaaaargh!!! Romano! Please I am begging you. . . help me.”
Her pained voice brought me back to reality and my feet were like autopilot that ran to her room to answer her plea.
“Saphira, what happened? Shit! What did you do to your hand?!”
“I really want this thing off from me. Please. I will not ran off. I just want this off.”
Her pleading voice, her tear streaked face, how can I ever say no to her. Against my better judgment, I took off the handcuffs.
“Thank you Romano.” She said as she hugged me. As much as I would like to savor the feel of her warm body and the scent of her hair, my military instincts kicked in and I felt her right hand reach for something behind me. That’s when I pushed her away and pointed my gun at her.
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The readers' comments on the novel: The Billionaire's Daughter
A courtship that's rooted in a bond of friendship is very refreshing to read, in this time of instant engagement and divorce. The love that is willing to wait for the right time, while struggling to overcome preconceived notions on the social status divide. Eventually, Franco proposes marriage as he envisions! Thank you for highlighting the value of waiting for love to come to its fulness and for bringing up front that there is a time for everything. True love waits indeed!...