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SEASON 2….
Episode 18?
Elena (Katie) ??
Two days later….
“I’m not going” I huffed and sit on the sofa with my arms crossed across my chest.
“But baby, we talked about this and you agreed”
“I didn’t agree willingly, you… You tricked me” I argued.
Currently, we are in the living room with Harry trying to persuade me to go back to Peoria with him. He’s already had our bags packed, and he’s got his jet ready, he’s just waiting for me to say yes.
“You promised you’d go with me, why are you backing out now?”
I stand up from the chair and walk towards the glass window.
“Peoria is not safe, not for you or our baby…. Or even me”
Harry holds my shoulders and turn me to face him.
“But I have to go back, I have to go back for my Father, I have to go back for you. I need to prove your innocence and besides, it’s high time I faced Stephano. I can’t keep running away from him, making him feel like he’s won”.
I removed his hands from my shoulders.
“Face Stephano?” I scoffed. “So it’s all about the throne right? All you care about is being King”
“Baby, are you not listening to what I’m saying? I don’t care about the throne, infact I don’t want to be King. Kingship comes with too much responsibility, I don’t want that”
“Then why are we going back? Huh?”
Harry sighs frustratingly.
“You know what? That’s it… No more arguments from you” he bends down and throw me on his shoulder.
“What are you doing?”
“We are going with or without your approval” he turns to Mark. “Take my daughter and get the car running, we’re leaving for the airport now”
“Yes, your highness” Mark leaves with Peace who’s sleeping peacefully in Mark’s arms.
I begin to hit Harry’s back as I struggle to get down.
“Put me down you brute. Put me down, I’m not going”
I hit harder on his back but it doesn’t faze him, he keeps walking as if he isn’t feeling any pain.
“Careful with how you hit me baby, or you might end up hurting your hands. We wouldn’t want that, right?”
“Then put me down”
“No can do, darling”
I struggle to get away, but my hulky husband is way, way too strong.
I hear him open the car door and he puts in the backseat and enters after me, blocking my way of going out, he locks the door after him. I turned to the other door and tries to open it but I couldn’t.
Damn these child’s lock!
I glared at him but he just smirked and wink at me. He reaches out and take Peace from Mark at the driver’s seat.
“Drive!” He tells Mark.
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After five agonizing hours of silence on air, we finally made it to Peoria. I closed my eyes and take a deep breath.
I know I said I didn’t want to come back here, but it’s been two years already, I can at least take in the fresh air.
“Your highness, our pick up car is ready” Mark said.
“Come on, baby. Let’s go” Harry told me.
He shifts Peace from his left arm to his right, and placed his free hand at the small of my back.
“Give her to me, let me carry her for a while”
He has been carrying her since our flight took off, even when she was sleeping he refused to put her down.
“Don’t worry. I’m not tired”
“Harry, you don’t have to do everything by yourself. Give her to me”
“Hey, I’m not tired” he pulls me to his side. “Why not save your energy till later tonight, then you can use all of it on me”
My cheeks warm up at his vulgar words. He chuckles lightly and leans forward and place a brief kss on my lips.
“I love it when you blush”
He ksses me again.
“Eww! Mama’s got cooties! Bois dive cooties!” Peace screams and pushed me away from Harry.
Harry furrows his eyebrows and look at me in confusion.
“Well, it’s….I…she..” I cleared my throat. “I kinda told her that boys gives girls cooties when they kss, so that she won’t let any boy kss her” I explained.
“Oh? Really?” Then Harry’s on full blown grin. “You did a great job” he said.
I got in the car and he follows suit.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah” then he ksses Peace’s forehead. “I won’t let any guy come near my daughter until she’s 40”
I gasped loudly and send Harry a very harsh glare.
“My daughter is not a nun, don’t cur$e her” I told him.
“35?”
“What?”
“30?”
“Harry!”
He frowns.
“There’s no way I’m letting her get a boyfriend at 20!” He said.
There’s no point arguing with him, he’s her father and I guess all fathers are overprotective over their daughters.
“Whatever helps your boat float, Harry”
Then the ride continues with Harry playing with Peace, and I resting my head on the windscreen trying not to think about what will happen when we arrive home.
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Soon, Mark is driving into the driveway. He parks the car and we step out.
“Wow!” I hear Peace exclaims and I turned to her. She puts her tiny hands on her chin, her gaze fix at the building in front of us.
“Mama, look big house!”
Yeah, Harry’s mansion is way bigger than his penthouse in Seattle.
“Do you like it, princess?” Harry asked her.
“Yeah!”
“Well, it’s our home”
“Wow! Beautiful!”
I laugh and raffles her hair.
Finally I’m back to the place I cowardly ran away from, and it feels kinda good to be back.
Just when we’re about to enter our home, a guard came running towards us.
“Your highness, you’re finally back” the guard said breathlessly.
“What has happened?” Harry asked.
“It’s Prince Stephano, he and the officials are forcing the King to make him King, the King is sick, we don’t know how long he can hold on. You have to go to the palace now, your highness”
The King is sick? Why didn’t we know about this?
I glanced at Harry, his face is emotionless, his eyes dark, hooded with anger, his jaw clenched and I can feel how strong his anger is.
“Mark, get Tom and Harrison to come to the palace” he ordered Mark.
He turned to me.
“Baby, come with me, let’s give my brother a surprise”
He smirked..
This is exactly what I’m scared of…. Stephano doesn’t speak without his gun…. Stephano is the devil and Harry is going up against him….God please take control…
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