Imprisoned

Chapter # 34

"To this world, I am a Plague Doctor. People tremble with my name only. Dearest Sister, I am only sweet with you." He smiled, pinching my cheeks sweetly to help me relax.

"Not even to that girl too?" I asked innocently.

Vanishing his affection and converting it into dejection. He continued to smile but it converted into a sorrowful one.

"No." He replied truthfully, putting his hand in his pocket.

"Why?" I asked, mouth gaping in disbelief.

"Circumstances, Cinzel. Not everyone is blessed to have their love before them and have a happy ending." He smiled sadly.

"Don't say this. I am sure things will be alright one day. You will get your happy ending too." I reassured him, placing my hand hesitantly on his shoulder.

I was scared to do it but he smiled when I reassured him by rubbing his arm. I was hesitant to fight but it didn't feel strange.

"I pray so." He hummed.

"Me too." I smiled as well.

"Anyways. We are done for today. Should I drop you home?" He asked, checking the time.

"No, I am going to call Prince to pick me up on his way back... I.. uh.. I will tell him about this Zaniel ordeal then." I said, pulling away a little and taking out my phone.

"Okay. I got some work. See you later."

Later Prince came to pick me and my elation reached its peak, rushing to his side, I kissed his cheeks.

"Hey."

"Hey, how was your day?" Prince asked sweetly. Pulling me closer.

"Fine, yours?"

"Better now." He grinned as we both laughed a little but Nathaniel came.

"Cinzel. I am leaving for Italy for a few days, I have some work. I am leaving De Villiers here if you need anything, tell him. You can trust him as much as you trust me." He informed me monotonously.

"Okay, but, how are you leaving? I thought the flights were closed." I asked in confusion.

"By our jet." He replied nonchalantly.

"We have a private jet?!" I asked in utter disbelief, receiving a smirk from Nathaniel and a sweet smile from Prince.

"Sure we do." Nathaniel chuckled.

My jaw dropped, still trying to register the fact that I own a private jet. I feel like an evil aristocratic woman who manipulates life to her allures.

"Can we see it?" I asked expectantly.

"You are saying as if you have never seen Prince's." Nathaniel laughed a little, getting after giving my head a pat as I blinked.

"You also have one?" I asked, turning to him.

"Of course I do. I have prepared my escape. I got ships, jets, all sorts of vehicles to leave in bad times. Him and others too, everyone does."

"Yeah, it's for emergency purposes, for going underground, escaping cops or enemies. It's extremely resourceful to have transport available at every spot." Nathaniel continued to explain.

"Wow... learning new things everyday."

"Oh you."

Prince chuckled, pinching my cheek, Nathaniel narrowed his eyes but eventually he will get used to the display of affection from Prince.

"Let's go and see yours first." I beamed.

"Don't you have work?" Nathaniel scoffed but I frowned at him which made him put his hand in the air and shut his mouth.