Chapter Eighteen
The next day, his car was loaded with their luggage. His friend Steve was his best man. Vincent packed all his papers and ID proof documents and everything that he needed and kept them ready in his car.
His cousin Steve came over to his apartment with his tuxedo. He stayed back to escort him to the venue. It might be his mom's orders. However he received a call from his fiancée and had to leave in a hurry.
It was 10 o'clock in the morning and he already had 10 missed calls from his mom.
"It's time for some action," said Vincent with a grin and they locked up the apartment and started their cars. Vincent drove and Steve followed him all the way to Julianna's building.
Julianna had woken up late after a night of fitful sleep. Today was Vincent and Sienna's wedding and she just couldn't function anymore. She wore her work clothes but curled up again on the bed.
"Rest at home Julie. I'll inform my uncle," said Sarah. Julianna agreed and Sarah left, closing the door after her.
After ten minutes, her doorbell rang. Who could have arrived at this time? Maybe Sarah forgot her keys and came back for it. She dragged herself and opened the door.
"Sarah, did you forget your keys?" She asked but stood shocked to see Vincent standing at her doorstep. It was his wedding today. What was he doing here? There was another man with him.
They came inside the apartment and as she was about to yell at them, Vincent pulled her into his arms and pressed a handkerchief to her mouth and nose. Her eyes widened as realisation struck. Was he abducting her?
Her senses grew numb and she slowly found herself losing consciousness. Vincent laid her down on the sofa and they both hurried to the two bedrooms. Each looked into the closets for Julianna's passport and any other ID proof that she might possess.
Vincent found her stuff in a handbag which was lying on the bed. He picked it up and packed some of her necessary stuff into a bag and walked out of her apartment. Steve carried her stuff while Vincent carried her to his car.
They rushed towards the airport. Steve had already handed him a medical certificate that he had procured from a friend who was a doctor. It proved that Julianna was unwell so as to avoid suspicion. They summoned a wheelchair and laid her down. She was gaining little consciousness by the time they boarded the flight. It was a 2 hour 45 minutes flight and they soon reached Miami.
Julianna was drowsy and slept throughout the duration of the flight. The chloroform coupled with sleeplessness had taken a toll upon her body and she slept peacefully. Vincent was thankful that everything happened peacefully. He already emailed his resignation the moment he boarded the flight.
A car was waiting for them as arranged by Steve to take them to his house on the beach. He carried Julianna to the car while the chauffeur loaded their luggage.
It was a thirty minutes drive from the airport. Vincent thought about what might be happening at Austin after they realised he was missing.
His dad had messaged him saying that Sienna waited for him at the altar and then left to go to Travis Springs, to Bronson Summers. His cousin, Steve married Mandy at the same venue. Mandy's parents had died when she was eighteen, so she had no one except an aunt with whom she stayed. They picked her up from her house before the wedding. His dad paid Julianna's dad for the expenses that he bore.
Vincent breathed a sigh of relief. He knew his mom was furious but that couldn't be helped. His dad informed him that she had planned to give it all to Steve just to teach him a lesson.
Vincent could see the wide shining beach ahead of him. They had reached. The car swerved to the right, and went down a narrow path with sand on either side from the high tide. It led up to a one storeyed cute house with a small porch to sit and watch the waves hit the coast.
The chauffeur helped him with the luggage and he carried Julianna all the way to the entrance of the house. He put her down as she opened her eyes and looked all around her.
"Where are we?" She asked in confusion.
Vincent fished out the keys from his pocket and opened the door. He carried their luggage inside. Then he helped Julianna inside and locked the door.
"We're in Biscayne, Miami," he said as he sat beside Julianna, staring at her. It had been two long years since he'd held her in his arms. "Have you abducted me Vincent?" She asked with wide eyes. "Today was your wedding, Vincent, " she reminded him, softly.
"Yeah, I escaped. I didn't go to the altar," he said and Julianna gasped.
"You left Sienna waiting for you?" She asked, shocked at what he'd done.
"Yes, but now she's gone to Travis Springs, to her Bronson. Two days back I discovered her pregnancy report. The night of our college farewell party, I saw Bronson carry her to a room. I waited till 2 in the morning but she didn't come down. She might have conceived Bronson's baby that night. Knowing everything, I couldn't marry her. If I cancelled the wedding, mom would have created a scene. She could have tortured and humiliated her too, " said Vincent.
Julianna listened quietly. "I'm glad that she's gone to Bronson. She loves him," she said.
"And you? Tell me do you still love me?" He asked her. His arms went around her and he pulled her onto his lap.
"Yes," she said shyly.
"No, that won't do, say you love me," he insisted.
"I love you, " she whispered.
Vincent groaned frustratingly and pulled her face close to his and claimed her lips fiercely, hungrily. His hands went to her hips from under her skirt and she gasped to feel his rough hands on her soft skin. He plunged his tongue inside her mouth and a moan escaped her.
He explored her sweetness, his tongue tasting her, sucking her till he needed a breath. His mouth went to her neck, inhaling her smell.
"You smell so good Anna, I missed you," he said huskily. His mouth sucked every corner of her neck. He had lost control. He wanted her so badly.
His hand went inside her panties and touched her butt, caressing her soft skin. He pulled her more into him. She could feel his hard bulge poking into her.
"I love you, Anna, " he whispered huskily. His shaking hands unbuttoned her blouse, staring hungrily at her creamy skin. He unclasped her bra and threw it somewhere.
Her ample breasts were bare for him to do what he wanted. He touched their creamy softness like it was the most delicate thing in the whole world. "All mine," he whispered huskily as his mouth came down and clamped onto them. He sucked like a baby while his other hand caressed her other breast.
He picked her up and took her to the bedroom. He had to make love to her.
