BETROTHED

Chapter Twenty Five

Logan's POV

The Honeymoon was over. Why! Why! Why! I don't want it to end. Just my husband and I. It was awesome. Now I have to go back to all those annoying people. Who am I kidding. I miss them. Especially my crazy best friends and of course my parents and brother.

Our plane was almost landing. Rollan has been fidgeting ever since we boarded. This time he wasn't the pilot. I try asking him what's wrong but he just brushes me off. Maybe it's because of the tight grip I have on his hand. I'm not letting go. In case you've forgotten, I'm afraid of flight so I'll hold onto him until we're safe on the ground.

Mom said that they are throwing a welcome party for us at our new home. New home. Rollan and I are going to be living together. Just the two of us. As husband and husband.

I sigh in relief when the plane was finally on the ground. I pull Rollan out still holding his hand but he seems to be the one to be holding on now. He looks so tense.

"What's wrong Rollan?" I asked once we're seated inside our awaiting ride.

"No-"

"No don't say it's nothing, cause it's not. You've been tense since we boarded. You're going to tell me what's bothering you right now," I say sternly not leaving any room for arguments.

He let's out a sigh running his hand through his hair. "Okay,"

"The first day of our honeymoon I got a call when you went to the bathroom. Sara called me. She said that she had men kidnap you, a-and when I went to look for you but I couldn't find you. I tried calling but it didn't go through. I panicked so much that I even called granddad but he told me that she was still at the house. Then you showed up and I was so relieved."

That bitch. Now I know why he's so scared.

"Don't worry babe, with all the guards we'll have around she'll not be able to get close to me," I lean closer kissing him. I could feel him slowly relax as he shifts to hold me closer.

"Now don't hide things from me in the future," I whisper close to his lips kissing him again.

Rollan's phone rings making us break apart. We both look at it.

Sara.

I take it before he could answer.

"Rollan," she says seductively. "Hello to you too Sara, what can I do for you?"

"Oh... nothing. I just wanted to welcome you back home."

"Thank you, that's very nice of you, but I would like for you to stop calling my husband. I'll be blocking your number after this call." I say sweetly.

"You stupid fag," she seethed before laughing maniacally, "enjoy the ride. It may just be your last."

She hangs up before I could say anything else. I immediately block her number like I'd said. But what she had said was still bugging me. And from how tense Rollan looks he heard her too.