Page 9 of Bound to His Oath


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I walked back and sat down next to Nico. I hated the fact that he was still unconscious, but I'd had no other choice. I couldn't have him fighting me when I was trying to kidnapping him.

I reached over and brushed the hair back from his face. Even unconscious he looked like a dream. In the soft glow of the overhead lights, he actually looked kind of tired, making me wonder when the last time was that he had gotten any sleep. He was sleeping so hard.

I'd be changing that. Nico would be treated like the treasure he was from here on out. I'd had people watching him so I knew his life up until now had been dismal. I wasn't going to allow that to happen anymore.

When the pilot announced that we were coming in for a landing, I made sure Nico was secured and then buckled myself in. I wrapped an arm around Nico had held him close as we landed, making sure his head didn't flop around.

The one thing I couldn't get around was immigration and customs, which was why I had a fake ID and passport for Nico, naming him as Nico Sabatino, my husband. Another thing I had to thank Vinnie for.

That man had some mad skills and serious connections.

Once the plane landed and we taxied into the executive hangar, I told one of my men go and register us. I had more important things to deal with.

I unbuckled Nico and then lifted him up into my arms. There was another SUV waiting for us when I carried him off the plane. I settled Nico in the backseat and then climbed in, shutting the door so the cooler air wouldn't bother him.

We were headed to the Niagara Falls Marriott Fallsview Hotel & Spa, which had been recommended to me by Vinnie. I guess this was where he stayed when he was in the area.

The upside to staying there above and beyond the fact that it was a five star hotel was that they also provided wedding services, complete with a chapel and a justice of the peace.

We had a wedding appointment in at noon, which was less than twelve hours from now. As soon as we were married and I had the marriage certificate in hand, we were headed straight back to the airport.

I just had to get Nico to agree to be mine.

Chapter Four

~ Nico ~

I sucked in a breath as consciousness came back to me, my eyes snapping open. My heart thundered in my chest as I scanned the room, looking for any threats.

When I didn't find any, I took a second look, trying to figure out where I was. I knew instantly that I wasn't in my bedroom. It looked nothing like this fancy room.

For one, I was in a king sized bed and not the full size one I had at home. For two, there was a freaking river outside the window. I lived in a nice quiet upper class neighborhood, not this place.

I sat up and started to take inventory of my body. The major upside was that I still had all my clothes on, except my shoes, suit jacket, and the bowtie of my tuxedo. Someone had also unbuttoned the top few buttons of my dress shirt, but that was all.

My head was a little foggy, but it was clearing fast. I didn't feel the same pain I'd felt when my mother drugged me, so I could only hope that wasn't what had happened.

I reached up and rubbed the side of my head. The last thing I remembered was Gena telling me to close my eyes and then nothing. Everything after that, including where I was, was a complete blank.

Not good.

I scooted to the side of the bed and then stood. I blinked and grabbed for the wooden bed frame at the end of the bed as the room sway a little bit. When my head cleared, I made my way over to the double doors across the room from the bed.

I pressed my ear against the cold hard wood, but I couldn't hear anything except the low noise of a television playing in the background.

Hoping that I wasn't making the biggest mistake of my life, I pulled the door open and peeked out. When I saw the outer room, I pulled the door open more and stepped out of the bedroom.

I was in a freaking hotel room. Granted, it was a really nice hotel room, much nicer than any I had been in before, but it was still a hotel room.

Why was I in a hotel room?

I cautiously tiptoed toward the sound of the television, but before I could reach it, I heard a noise coming from a set of double doors leading out to a balcony. I changed direction and headed for the double doors.

As I drew closer, I heard the low murmur of voices. I swallowed hard and peeked out. It was easy to spot the tall man standing near the railing talking on a cell phone. He was kind of hard to miss.

His shoulders were massively wide and he stood several inches taller than me. I could tell that without even standing close to him. And the muscles on this guy were insane. His arms bulged every time he moved and his legs were like tree trunks.

This guy could crush me like a bug.

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