book 2 of 4
on the outside, looking in, bianca prescott was back to who everyone knew her as- kook princess, island royalty, who couldn't give less of a fuck about the pogues like they were poo on her jimmy choo's.
but bianca had a hit list. just...
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"As long as you're with me at the end of the day, I don't give a shit."
Bianca nodded into the crook of Rafe's neck, tears staining his shirt, not that he cared. He was just so unbelievably grateful to have her in his arms again.
They remained like that, in silence, until her cries soothed to small sniffles and her tears dried into tracks staining her cheeks. It was only when they heard a knock on the door of the cabin did they pull away.
Rafe's lips formed a scowl, "What?" He muttered gruffly, seething at whoever interrupted them.
Bianca took the time to try and brush some of the loose strands of hair away from her face the best she could with tied-up hands. She wiped underneath her puffy eyes, staring out of the window as she tried to come to terms that this was her life now. With Rafe. Just like it was always supposed to be.
"Mr. Cameron? It's Macias," A deep voice announced from the other side of the door. "Ebrahimi sent me down here for you."
Rafe rolled his eyes, "What do you want?"
Bianca was too lost in her thoughts to care. No one was coming to rescue her. There was no point in screaming for help from this random stranger. He was probably working for Ward and her father.
"I got an update on that explosion we had in the shipyards," He explained. "TJ said he saw somebody. We searched below, stem to stern. Nothing."
With a heavy sigh, Rafe stood up, straightening his dress shirt before turning back to Bianca. His eyes softened, "Hey," He murmured, leaning down to place a chaste kiss on her forehead. "Don't move, I won't be long."
Bianca lifted her zip-tied wrists, "Not like I have a choice," She deadpanned sarcastically.
"B, come on," Rafe pursed his lips. "You know I have to. Just until we get to shore, alright? I promise," He turned to leave, sending her a small smile to which she bit back a scowl and forced one back. "I'll be right back."
Bianca barely caught a glimpse of a scruffy-looking man with a beard standing outside the room just before Rafe closed the door. The clanking of metal as it shut behind him informed her that he locked it and she was left alone in the cabin.
The weight of what she'd just done weighed heavily on Bianca's chest. She ripped the bandana hanging around her neck and threw it to the floor in frustration before pulling her knees to her chest. Her nails dug crescent shapes into the palm of her hands, trying to hold back tears she knew would only fuel Rafe's ego.
A part of Bianca felt as though she betrayed the Pogues for signing her life away to Rafe. Especially JJ. But she saw no other option and she'd do anything to keep him and the others safe. So, if it meant giving herself up then she would do it, even if it meant sacrificing her happiness.
