Imprisoned

Chapter # 29

"Has everyone arrived yet?" I asked, walking down the corridor of the Alroy Mansion. It was enormous. More like a castle.

"Not yet. Issac Ezekiel and my Zari- Zariah." He replied as I hummed in response.

"Where is Prince?"

"I saw him in the courtyard, getting furious over Mr Garry.." He replied, I hummed, holding my chin in wonder what caused him to get enraged.

Better not meddle with Prince or else it will scare me but somehow my feet led me in his direction.

I came and saw him yelling at Garry.

"Who the hell told the cops?! Don't you know, the warehouse was our core!? What If they raid it or take it under custody?!" Prince shouted, increasing my heart rate.

Motioning the men behind me to leave us alone knowing in their presence I had to act strong and superior to what I could never display in front of Prince.

After they left, I held his hand weakly, calling him innocently, "Prince..."

His voice stopped, turning to look at me, "Cinzel?"

"Is everything alright?" I asked, concerned. He was taken aback for a moment.

Glancing at Garry and then at me with a softened gaze, finally emitting a sigh, "Someone told the cops about my main warehouse."

"That's too bad! What are you going to do now?" I gasped.

"I will sort it out." He said, motioning Garry to leave.

"I hope you will." I smiled.

"I swear I will kill the person who dared to share my information." He muttered under his breath but turned his attention to me.

"How are you?"

I took his hand in my freezing ones, putting it over my chest to let him feel the perturbation afflicting my mind.

"Too nervous." I chuckled. He smiled, pulling me closer.

"Why? I am here.. Right near your heart." He whispered seductively, pressing his palm more, moaning slightly, I looked away creating some distance between us which made me blush furiously.

"G-Get away.. Someone w-will see." I whispered shyly, smirking as he lifted my chin, meeting my timid ones with his affectionate ones.

"Let them... you are my wife after all..."

His hand traveled to my waist, pressing his lower body against mine, my eyes lost in his.

"Everyone here calls me your young bride." I said jokingly.

He laughed a little, inclining his face to mine, "Maybe I am too old for you."

I smirked, moving my other hand to his neck, "Or perhaps, too much for me to handle..."

Twirling my fingers in his soft locks with those spellbinding eyes holding magic. The fetters of my heart attached themselves to his domain.

"Either way, I am not complaining as long as you are near me." He said sweetly, cupping my face and kissing my forehead.

I giggled and was about to say something. The sound of clearing a throat broke our rhythm.

Abruptly pulling away, I turned and saw De Villiers, "It's time, Boss. Come." He said while looking furiously at Prince.

"Uh.. Okay." Prince also left with Garry as I left with him, bewildered at his glares towards my husband.

"Can I ask you something?" He asked as we walked down the corridor.