Hide and Seek: Married to My Master Part 2

26. Aria

I wish I knew for sure if I was making a huge mistake by even contemplating whether I should fly with Alessandro. The first time we were on a plane together, he angrily ignored me the whole time. I'd just told him that our future children would hate and pity him, and he was unable to accept that.

The second time, he made me take about a dozen pregnancy tests and then instantly got a hard-on as soon as each test turned positive. Getting back on that plane would be traumatic at best, and irreversibly life-changing at worst.

But the only thing worse than being tricked into being trapped on a plane with Alessandro would be missing my chance to see my parents...to possibly say goodbye to them, after all these years. I knew Rurik was frustrated and concerned, and I would be lying if I said I wasn't feeling the same, but this wasn't just some elaborate ruse.

There were articles online confirming the accident.

"Malia, if you can wait a few more days, I will come with you. I'll even come with you on Alessandro's plane, if that's the fastest way to get there. I'll stay in a separate hotel and only help if you need me to. I don't want you going back there alone..." I could hear the desperation and anxiety in his tone, and I knew it was sincere. But I also knew that I trusted him only slightly more than I trusted Alessandro right now.

If my trust for Alessandro was at -1,000,000%, my trust for Rurik was at -900,000%. He'd apologized, he was supposedly trying to right his wrongs, and he knew Alessandro was evil...and obsessed with me.

But that didn't make him the good guy.

If I still loved and trusted him wholeheartedly, I'd be more inclined to wait until after finals and pray profusely that my parents would be ok until we could travel together. But truthfully, this opportunity to get away from him came at the perfect time. He disgusted me. And I disgusted myself, falling for the nice guy act again.

"Rurik, I need some space. I don't trust you after that...enema...and after everything you've done. I will do this alone. I'll contact my professors and see if I can take my exams remotely, then come back after I'm sure my parents are ok...to pack up. After this ordeal is over, so are we. I don't want you to contact me or come near me or Daniel ever again. I trusted you once, and I will never make that mistake again."

He looked completely crushed, but for fucks sake, dude. What did he expect, after all the crazy shit he'd pulled? He could shove his apologies up his ass and then use a fucking enema to clean them out.

I wasn't having any luck finding anything that left within the next hour or so, and literally every flight had a long layover.

So I was going to have to fly with Alessandro.

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After quickly packing bags for me and Daniel, saying a very tense goodbye to Rurik and his sisters, and grabbing my taser, a pocket knife, and pepper spray, it was time to go.

Alessandro was noticeably chipper, and I knew I'd have to go there, take care of my parents, and immediately come back to Iceland or another country that wouldn't extradite me. He kept saying how he just wanted to spend time with Daniel, but even that made me uncomfortable.

God forbid I ever have to share custody with him.

Shared holidays, birthday parties, school events, graduations, coparenting...it sounded like hell.