Chapter 9

Lucky

You would not believe it, but I have never been to Nico’s house before, simply because he is old fashioned which suits me just fine, and believes that his Queen to be will not be in his bed until the wedding night. For a man like him it is laughable don’t you think? I mean who lives by those kind of out-dated rules anymore?

Only, now in the early hours of the morning with a full moon gracing the dark sky at night, the car pulls up to large iron gates, they are imposing on each wall to the sides are lights that offer me a glimpse of what is to come. The driver presses some keys on a pad on the dash and the gates swing open. Inside are two men one on each side, dressed in black, they look built like brick walls, broad shoulders, mean looking faces and dark eyes. They make me shudder. A man who needs this kind of protection is a man who has many bad things going on. Like I don’t already know.

I throw my head back against the car seat. “What’s up Princess? I thought you wanted to se