It was like fireworks went off in her mind. Her heartbeat rose and her entire body floated. Trystan's lip moved against hers. His hands holding her gently but tightly to his body. His kiss wasn't very gentle but she didn't mind. It was all she wanted.

Her lips moved with his, as more colorful fireworks exploded.

Trystan pulled back and disappointment coursed through her. She almost pouted. Almost.

"Wow." She just said, then she caught the smirk on his face. Arrogant guy. She stomped out of the room before she realized she had stomped out of her own room. She turned and walked back in. He was still smirking. "Get out, Trystan! Get out!" She practically screamed at him. He wasn't fazed one bit. He just laughed and made his way out of the room. She slammed the door behind him and trudged to the bed. She fell on it, anger, but also a few aftershocks of the kiss, making its way through her body.

That kiss had been incredible, then he just had to ruin it. She groaned, as her body reacted to the memory of the kiss.

She had never been kissed like that before. Her exes had been gentle, and now she realized, quite boring. Trystan wasn't her typical guy but he made her feel stronger emotions, despite how annoying and quite infuriating he was. He scared her but was she really going to give him up because of that? They weren't exactly dating but he really liked her, right? He wouldn't have kidnapped her if he didn't. And he wouldn't have kissed her too.

Yeah, he'd kidnapped her alright. She was still mad about that but she kinda didn't mind anymore.

She wished Ginelle was here. Ginelle always had good advice. Her aunt on the other hand would have freaked out.

The thought of her aunt made Kaia sigh. She missed her aunt and her aunt was probably worried.

Kaia sat up.

She was going to kill him.

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He was going to kill him! That was all Fallon could think off as he rushed to his penthouse apartment with Keith trailing behind him. How could Trystan have been so stupid? He used his keycard to unlock the door and stomped in, then he paced his living room.

"Idiot, idiot." He muttered. He stopped when he caught the amusement on Keith's face. Keith never really took things seriously. "What's so funny?"

"You look funny, pacing around like a girl whose boyfriend has ignored her for a week."

"This isn't funny, Keith. He probably kidnapped the girl."

"Well, who's to say she didn't go with him of her own will?" Keith asked, making his way to the minibar to get a drink. His question made Fallon give him a hard look. They both knew the kidnapping was more probable.

"We have to find him. Before he breaks down again."

"Fallon, don't you think maybe, this girl might be good for him. He's only known her for a few days and he's crazy about her. She may just be what he needs to get over the past."

"I would like to hope that also but I'm not delusional. Nothing works out for us. Not that way." Fallon said, pushing his fingers through his dark hair. Pain filled his heart as the memories came back. The beatings, being locked up, it had been the most terrible years of his life. He felt Keith's hand on his shoulder.

"Don't go back there, man. We need to find Trystan. And we can't do that with you breaking down now." Fallon nodded. Keith was right, Trystan needed them to find him, even if he didn't think so.

"Yeah, let's go into the study. I have some things from my spy days that we can use."

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Trystan punched him, anger overtaking him. Then he moved back. Davis probably got the message now. Stupid man for thinking he could ruin Trystan. Davis had been a spy for another company. He'd almost sold secrets but he didn't know that Trystan never trusted anyone. Trystan had had him brought here to the island. Which wasn't a very good idea in hindsight but he just needed to show this guy the consequences.

Trystan checked his watch. It was time to get back to the mansion. He had plans and he wasn't going to let this guy ruin it. He took the handkerchief from one of his lawyers and cleaned his fist with it. Then he looked the man squarely in the eyes. Davis flinched, making Trystan smile.

"You are going to regret what you did. I'm not a man to be messed with. Now you know that." Trystan threw the bloodied handkerchief at Davis then motioned for his bodyguards to take Davis away. What his lawyers chose to do with him was their problem? They wouldn't kill him that's for sure. He didn't like having someone killed. Destroyed was another ball game. He got into the car and drove off to the mansion. Now he was going to have dinner with Miss Kaia Kinley.

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