by Taylor R. C.
- Yes, it stopped! - He replied kissing her hair with a smile.
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At night on the high seas it was one of the most beautiful things in the world.
- How to get back to the real world after that?
Gisele said to James, they were on the end of the sailboat, hugging each other, after having a wonderful dinner.
- I can't answer that question, but it makes me very happy to know that you will have good memories. - Commented in a wistful tone, she turned in his arms, facing him.
- Why did I feel a goodbye tone?
She was too smart for her own good, the Baron thought.
- Because we're leaving here.
- I feel like you're screwing me! - Actually that was it, but he waved it away.
- You are a suspicious imp.
The Baron embraced her and lifted her up, sitting her on the protection bar of the sailboat, Gisele wrapped her arms around his neck, attaching her legs to the firm male waist.
- Just realized now? - She joked. - You know you're going to have to help me give a very good excuse at work!
- Obviously ... Now you come back tanned will give you something to say ... - He said laughing.
- You bastard, don't laugh, you're gonna get me in trouble!
He kissed her, smiling, before nibbling on her bottom lip, hugging her tighter. James had kicked the bucket to enjoy those last few days of happiness, those days would be the gasoline that would keep him running to face the storm he knew was approaching.
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The sound of the sea was soft, Gisele watched the blue sky through the bedroom window, a smile formed on the corner of her lips. That was the best trip she had ever taken, there was no denying it, she turned in bed and found the Baron, at her side, sleeping the sleep of the just. He was a sight to behold, his blond lashes darker than his hair, falling on his face so relaxed and tranquil, she reached out to touch his muscular bare chest, sliding her nails into his skin, listening to his hoarse, low moan.
- Gisele...
The way he called her name made her shiver.
- Good morning, Mister Baron!
He opened his eyes, a sleepy boy smile, James stretched and then grabbed her by kissing her neck, tickling her.
- I am starving!
- I see this ...
She said playfully, feeling the male member half-erect against her hip, he laughed, pulling away to face her.
- I'll get real coffee, but then you won't escape me, young lady.
Gisele agreed by biting her lips in anticipation.
- I'm not complaining.
He kissed her quickly, then stood up, looking for a shirt, and then left the booth adjusting his sleeping shorts. Gisele laughed, but got up too, decided that she would wait for the Baron in the bath and the coffee that would be left for later. James quickly arrived at the sailboat deck, finding the table set by one of the crew members, whistling softly, the Baron began to prepare a tray, however, a feminine scream took him out of that state of tranquility, it was Gisele. In the same second he let go of everything he did and ran when he reached the cabin pushing the door with violence he didn't find Gisele on the bed, panic settled completely in his chest. James tried to control himself and think clearly, looked at the bathroom door.
- Gisele?
- I'm here, James.
James reached the bathroom with a few steps, his stomach churning, when he saw Gisele on the floor, trying to support himself, she was naked, and looking vulnerable in contrast to the hard floor, he grabbed a towel from the wall, crouched down beside her covering your body.
- What happened, honey?
- I'm sorry, I shouldn't have screamed ... - She seemed to be in pain and shame. - It was all stupid, I went into the bathtub and stepped on the wrong foot, my foot twisted slipped and twisted, I tried to hold on, but I went to the floor. Excuse!
A movement outside the bathroom alerted the Baron that someone was entering, so he anticipated himself when speaking loudly and clearly:
- Don't come in, I'll take care of her! - He looked at Gisele with total attention. - Don't be sorry, just tell me if you're okay!
- I'm fine - Gisele assured. - I think it was just a little twist, I believe ...
She was feeling pathetic there, naked and wet, lying in the bathroom of a luxury sailboat. Most ridiculous situation had never passed. The Baron looked at his leg critically as he frowned.
- I don't think it's just a twist.
James stated, her ankle had acquired a bluish hue and was already beginning to swell, he slid his fingers in the region was enough to make her cringe and hold her breath.
- Damn ... - It hurt like hell, she had to admit.
- Yes, damn it, we have to take you to the doctor.
- What? - She denied it. - No, an ice pack ...
- Doctor, Gisele! The Baron interrupted her in agitation, overcome with concern.
A tear escaped her, James saw it and with extreme delicacy he pricked it with his fingertips, caressing her feminine, it had a small red mark near the corner of her lower lip, where she probably bit. The Baron felt very disturbed by that fright, however minimal it made his whole body cool with the idea of her hurt, the simple conception of it hurt him.
"I'm going to carry you to the bedroom," he said, putting one arm behind her back and the other under her knees. - Can you put your arm around my neck?
She agreed, and then he lifted her up in a slow, easy motion, keeping as much of her covered in the towel as possible, in the process Gisele moaned in pain.
- Did I swing your leg? He asked, visibly concerned.
- No. I think ... - She sighed embarrassed. - I think I hurt my back a little too ... God, I'm a disaster!
- Accidents happen, honey!
The Baron laid her on the bed carefully, adjusting the covers over her body, only then did he free her from the damp towel, and adjust the pillows.
- I'll get your sweater ...
He said going to the suitcase, Gisele watched him silently, focused on her needs, when he returned, he helped her get dressed, showing concern when he saw her make faces of pain with each movement she made, seeing that she needed something to decrease soon those damn pains until they got to a doctor.
- Lie here again, I'll be right back ... - Said the Gisele accommodating and covering, then left the cabin quickly.
- Sir? - Said one of the crew employees waiting outside.
- I need a pain medication and we need to get back to the hotel as soon as possible, I want a team prepared to assist my wife when we arrive.
- Of course sir, I will take care of everything immediately!
Murmured the girl, leaving him, only there he realized how he named Gisele, and the pleasure he caused her was more than clear that in her head she was already used, but he couldn't allow himself to have her with him in dirty life he led.
- James?
He heard Gisele call to him and ran back to the cabin, where he found her curled up in a small volume, immobile in the center of the bed, covered from head to toe.
- Were you screaming and scaring the crew? - Her voice came from under the covers.
"No," he replied immediately, but corrected himself. - At least not yet.
- You do not need it, because the situation is not serious.,. - Actually everything for her was very pathetic.
- It's serious for me!
She uncovered her strained face and looked at James, feeling her heart squeeze at the tenderness she saw in that blue gaze, a pale smile formed on her lips. The Baron sat beside her, taking her hand, involving it with affection, the simple gesture affected her in a strange way, making her pulse beat faster, and an unknown emotion took over her.
- Mr. Watts?
The employee came to the door with some medicine, plus a glass of water, he got up, went to her and took the pill, checking what it was, then thanked Gisele and returned.
- Drink it. - He sat next to her.
- What is it?
> - To pass the pain ...
She tried to sit up, moaning with each movement. James tried to help her, feeling immensely clumsy ... But for Gisele, she saw only the extreme care with which she fitted another pillow to her back, the delicacy with which she pushed her hair away, taking the pill to her mouth and then the glass of water.
- Ew. It tastes bitter, horrible!
If he hadn't been so worried, the Baron would have laughed at her reaction, but he didn't, and he helped her to lie down again and stroked her cheek. She was looking very fragile, in pain, he wanted it to end soon.
- Will you mind if I leave again quickly?
- No, stay here ...
Gisele spoke too quickly and the urgency in her voice perplexed her. He saw the Baron's expression soften once more, he reached out, holding hers, pulling it to his lips and giving a kiss. Again that unfamiliar sensation took her, explaining it in words, she felt as if tiny separate pieces within it were finally falling into place.
- Okay, but tell me what I can do to lessen your pain, it's killing me to see the pain reflected in your face.
- You could massage my back, I think it would help a lot.
The happiness that overflowed his eyes made Gisele smile.
- Of course I can, can you turn on your side?
- Yes...
Very slowly she turned, leaving herself in the exact position for him to slide his big hands down to her lower back, locating the tight muscle groups on both sides of the spine.
- Is that good? Or is it too much pressure?
- Is it wonderful, help me to face down, please?
- Of course, carefully, lovingly, slowly ...
Gisele pushed the pillows aside with his help lying on his stomach. He raised his hands to his shoulders, a soft moan that stopped him.
- Did I hurt you?
- No, I continued, yes, there ...
He continued to massage, his fingers safe and efficient, drawing a long sigh from Gisele, she was starting to relax and the pain was already subsiding. She closed her eyes, deliberating with herself about the whole situation, there was no hint of seduction or anything related to her manipulation game, for the first time things were being very real, enough to start making her question all her previous actions. that if the Baron found out it would make all that sweet reality that they were collapsing.
- I hindered our trip ... - She said trying to distract herself.
- Of course not, don't even think about it ...
- You always had at least ten plans for us, I bet!
His movements stopped, so the Baron leaned over, leaving his lips to hover over her ear.
- Nothing is more important than you ... - He said and Gisele swallowed. - Now relax, honey!
And at that very moment Gisele discovered that her heart was not protected from the Baron of Blackcastle.
Chapter 15
Gisele felt strange every minute the flight was approaching home in London. Home, home, thinking about that place like that must have been totally unstoppable, but it didn't really feel like it ever felt so right. She looked at James asleep beside her, he had spent much of that flight reciting Shakespeare with absurdly funny voices trying to distract her, the man was sensitive, noticed something in her mood without even asking, and Gisele had never had that kind of care, attention, coming from someone and it was really terrifying to find that you loved it. The things I was feeling for the Baron of Blackcastle were atypical, confused, but intense, as if she had risen very high and then started to fall, the fear was there, only there was no time to think about him.
She turned her face, staring at the jet window, trying to fix it herself. Benett had already obtained access to the first layer of protection for the Baron's bank account, it would not be long before he had access to the complete system and thus be able to make the transfers he wanted, it would be a clean robbery, there would be no traces, so she would only have to sell the house that had already taken over and disappear from the map soon after. It was all so easy, you wouldn't even need to get involved with Ryan Codes, because of the size of James Blackcastle's fortune he could supply his thirst for money, as well as that of his partner, he was sure, the plan was already designed and practically ready to be fulfilled, but there was something inside it painted red, covered with warning signs, vibrating in the opposite direction to everything he had planned.
"You just have to act, Gisele, just leave the Baron and go!"
That was what he had been repeating to himself, but it seemed he did not assimilate, the truth was; She still didn't want to leave him and in the depths of her treacherous heart, nor did she know if she really wanted to complete that blow. Things took an unexpected turn for her, that damn trip provoked feelings and sensations that she never had to deal with, it scared her, but it also caused her an absurd desire to stay in the middle of that hurricane of emotions that she was alien to all her life .
- Notice that we will land in fifteen minutes, and I ask that everyone is buckled!
The commander's voice sounded and James startled softly when he woke up, Gisele looked at him with a smile that was returned.
- I snored a lot and didn't let you sleep?
- Um, maybe a little…
She spoke as she automatically leaned over to kiss him, which was warmly received. When he looked at the Baron's face he looked relaxed, but it seemed that suddenly he had remembered something that he did not like, however, he quickly disguised it.
- Anyway, it looks like we're coming ... - He seemed to say that more to himself, and continued. - How is your foot?
- Relatively well, you know the doctor said it was just a slight twist.
Gisele commented and he took her hand, agreeing, when he kissed his knuckles, a comfortable silence settled between the two, until the moment the jet landed. James led the way, helping her down, there were two cars parked very close, and she was driven to the first by him.
- Want to eat something before you go home? The Baron asked.
- No, I'm fine, actually I just want a nice bath ...
- I will ask to get ready ...
It was all he said getting into the car beside her, already leaving the place by the adjacent hangar lane, Gisele knew that someone would take care of the bags and everything, it was really very comfortable to have people to do everything you didn't feel like. The vibration of her cell notifying messages made her focus change, and Gisele almost let a smile slip when she realized who had been sending the text that said:
“Address: No. 114, St. Medison[25], Mr. and future Mrs. Storm invite you to their wedding to be held this Sunday!
I don't take no for an answer, little sister!
Oliver.
And then finally Oliver and the Italian were going to exchange rings, that moment was a must, she couldn't really be left out.
- I think I will have to travel to the United States this weekend, a friend of mine is getting married!
When she said that she immediately gained the attention of the Baron, who until then seemed to be entertained on his own cell phone, however, that was a false impression. As soon as he set foot in London, he knew that the bit of peace he had acquired with that woman at his side was over, and so it was also time for both of them to finish, however, her trip would come in handy, because then he would have more time to prepare his spirit to be a scoundrel and put Gisele out of his world.
- Congratulations to him, and I can leave the jet at your disposal. - He saw her frown. - I have some urgent matters this weekend, I couldn't even give you the attention you deserve!
Gisele soon understood that that line was a subtle refusal if she invited him to accompany him, there was no denying that she felt disappointed, even if there was not my desire on her part to take him to meet her brother and his fiancee. After all, she couldn't leave a trail of her when she had to disappear, although part of her said that was not the right choice.
- Well, no need, I will come and go on the same day probably!
- Okay
... - He said taking her hand and kissing the back, with a singing smile, before saying; - I will miss you very much.
Her chest should not have tightened, her heart should not have accelerated, or she should have felt that little chill in her belly in the face of such a small statement from that man with blue eyes, who at that moment were fixed on Gisele.
"It will only be a day ..." She whispered.
- Sure...
James agreed and then pulled her onto his lap. He knew that it would not be just one day, it would be forever, at the same time that the last day he held in his arms would be recorded. It was time to let your angel go.
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The Baron said he could not stay, and Gisele understood and deep down that was good, as she needed to impose some distance from him at that moment. Inside the bathtub of the beautiful London house she now resided in, she was beginning to wonder if everything she had done so far to "reach" James Watts's fortune, the Baron of Blackcastle, was worth it? His internal response to that was very ambiguous, as part of him knew that no man was more attentive and generous than he was in his entire life, but that didn't mean it would always be like that, Gisele knew what men could be capable of, but she never witnessed someone like James.
- Ah Gisele, where did you get yourself this time?
She asked herself, before being distracted by her ringing phone. He picked up the phone, seeing his partner's name on the caller ID, answered the third ring.
- Holidays were so good that you forgot about me. - He teased.
- Not really, since you would never let yourself be forgotten. - He can hear his rascal laugh. - We have news?
- Ah yes, I'm very close to putting my hand on your Barãozinho's money ...
Gisele closed her eyes, not liking the tone that Benett used, let alone the way to refer to James.
- Great...
- Wow, I really thought you would be more excited to know.
- I'm just tired ... - She looked at the time. - I need to get ready, I have to get back to work.
- By the way, how about taking Ryan to dinner today, and we have little time, after stealing everything from the Baron's account, we will have to disappear, so if we want to get money from Ryan's duck we have to be quick!