All Chapters of Bride To The Island Wolf : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Finally, after driving through the city for more than twenty minutes, Dakar seemed to reach where he was taking her. It was a much more quiet area though it had a lot of buildings. Dakar parked his car in front of a building along with the other cars parked there. He got out and Avril was going to come out too but the door wouldn't open. She thought she was doing it wrong and wanted to ask him to just help her and open it when the door open up. She looked ahead and saw Dakar standing there with his hand stretched out.“Come on,” he encouraged her to take his hand. The ‘brave’ Avril gulped down nervously then took his hand. He helped her step out of the car and walked her a short distance before pressing the car's control to lock it up. They began to walk towards the brightly lit up building with lots of windows from the first floor upwards. Right over the entrance was a large golden sign in curved and curly writing—Adoro Hotel. The golden sign had tiny silver lights dancing around it.

Avril frowned at Dakar as she heard his question.“Now is not the time for questions, sir,” she answered and exhaled deeply. She placed her palm on her forehead and closed her eyes.“God, I can't believe that threat is back,” she muttered to herself as she walked away gently. Dakar stared at her back and felt her fear and anger. And he knew it all revolved around this Alejandro she kept mentioning. Whoever wanted her, wanted her because of him. Or, wanted her for the same reason as they wanted Alejandro. She had said a certain person killed Alejandro because of this particular Luca Aguero. So if they wanted Avril too, were they planning to kill her?He let out a deep, dry laughter and Avril looked back at him with a raised brow.“Is something funny?” she asked, wondering why he was laughing when there was obviously trouble looming. He could sense negative energy and she was sure he knew she was in trouble.“This Luca Aguero wants you dead, doesn't he?” he asked with a deadly smirk. So

Avril only noticed that Dakar had left the room after her entire meal finished. Camper had been talking a lot, making her laugh and enjoy the conversation. She was surprised she didn't even realize Prince Dakar had gone out of the room.“Where do you think he could be?” she asked Camper as she stepped down from the bed and picked up the tray with the empty plates and glass.“Er...I don't know. I heard his car starting downstairs but I didn't really pay attention. He might have gone to his vineyard at the outskirts of town,” Camper replied with a casual shrug of his shoulders. Avril pursed her lips together and stood still with the tray in her left hand.“So, he loves gardening?” she asked and stared at Dakar in a way that showed she was ‘just asking’. She made sure to block her mind and not think about their time on the island, even though she doubted that Camper could keep minds.“He never liked gardening from the beginning. He just...took weird interest in it after he returned from

Verona had helped Avril unpack the clothes into her wardrobe while Aida and Gia went to clean up the courtyard. A lot of the flowers and trees needed trimming, and the lawn needed mowing. Now that they were gone, Avril and Verona resumed their discussion from the city center.“Verona, do you really think there is a bond between me and Dakar that is drawing him closer to me?” she asked with moist eyes. Verona nodded and sat beside her on the bed. Her right leg dangling over the edge while her left leg was lying bent in front of her on the bed. Avril on the other hand had both her legs on the bed and she was hugging her knees.“Honestly, I think that's it. Why else would he treat you different from the very beginning? There should be something.”“You know, back at the island...he treated me with so much care. I even turned into a spoilt princess because Dakar just did everything for me. From cooking, to cleaning. He wouldn't let me stress myself even though I was behaving like a lazy an

“What was close, sir?” Verona asked with raised eyebrows. Prince Dakar froze for a second then got on his feet.“Something almost got in my way,” he said and exhaled.“Something almost got in your way? This has to do with Fiorella?” Verona questioned even though she knew she was already crossing boundaries.“Yes and no. This is personal. How far with training her mind? I hope you're not only gossiping and doing irrelevant stuff whenever you're with her,” he changed the topic and Verona sighed.“We are progressing,” she simply replied even though she had done the lesson with Avril only once. Prince Dakar nodded and began to walk away towards the dining area.“Uhm, Prince,” Verona called.“You may leave now,” he stated and she smiled knowing he couldn't see her.“I thought...I thought I was supposed to spend the night here?” she stuttered with a smile still on, but immediately he turned his face to look at her, she returned to her normal stoic expression.“I never said so. I only said y