EMMA

Despite my cries and pleas, I was thrown into an awaiting car that drove off as soon as I was inside. I banged on the window, cursing at the guy who had thrown me over his shoulder to let me out. Somebody should get the police! But when it seemed as though that wasn't going to happen, I settled. I was getting tired of banging on the window, and I hadn't eaten breakfast because I was too excited to chew anything, so I was hungry as well.

I blinked back the tears in my eyes. Glancing beside me, I let out a startled shriek when I saw Jet sitting there. I was so lost in my misery that I hadn't noticed I wasn't in the back seat alone. I couldn't believe he was calmly sitting there, watching me as I yelled and screamed.

"You're enjoying this right?" I asked, glaring at him as I shifted to the end of the seat. If someone happens to open the door, I'd slide right out without any help. Even if my wedding dress might get stuck on the door.

"Hi mate." He grinned, showing a set of white teeth. Why was he grinning like I said something funny? This time, I took my time to look at him properly. I wasn't used to seeing a guy as hot as he was. He looked as though he had just stepped out of the front page of a magazine. His hair was black and so neat, not a strand of it out of place. For someone so dark, or should I say black, his eyes were black with a hint of blue reflecting in them. How is that possible? His eyelashes were surprisingly much too long for a guy, and I was jealous. My lashes could never be that long, no matter how many products I tried using on them.

My eyes dropped down to the sexy fullness of his lips. When I looked up at him again, he was regarding me as well. The shape of his face seemed to be sculpted by a master. Just staring at him made me breathless. I frowned, then quickly looked away from him.

"Had your fill?" He inquired with a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. I hated the fact that he was smiling in the first place, and also the fact that he was much too good-looking. 'For goodness sake! You've been kidnapped!' I snapped at myself, pulling me out of my trance.

A voice in my head stuck out a tongue at me, 'By a hot guy you mean.' She grinned at me, wanting to jump on Jet's bone. I ignored his question, knowing he was referring to my staring at him. "Where are you taking me?" I asked instead.

"Home," he answered simply.

Can he ever answer with a full sentence? It was getting annoying. "Home? Are you kidding me? You kidnapped me on my wedding day, forced me into a car, just to take me home?" I was confused.

"Home. With me," he replied like he was talking to a child.

"No!" I screamed, "You are taking me away from my home! I'll never forgive you! The police will find you, you will rot in jail! And... Jake will find you!" I spat out angrily at him.

His eyes darkened, the blue in them more evident and scaring the crap out of me.

"Don't. Ever. Mention. His. Name. Again." He grits out between his teeth. I looked down at his hands, they were clenched like he wanted to punch something, or someone. I just hoped it wasn't me.

"Who are you?" I swallowed nervously.

"Did I fucking make myself clear?" He growled, and I let out a scream as tears ran down my face. At the sight of them, his eyes softened, then he looked away from me, inhaling and then exhaling. I stared at him in amazement. How could someone be so beautiful? I couldn't tear my eyes away from his adams apple as it moved up, then down. 'Now I'm just being weird,' I thought.

Finally, he answered, "I told you. I am Alpha Jet."

The car suddenly jerks to a stop and I could hear the sound of a jet buzzing above us. Before I could ask him anything,the door swung open and I rolled out. Luckily, the guy from earlier caught me and then flung me over his shoulder, just like the first time.

"Handle her with care Kale," Jet ordered, walking towards the jet like he fucking owned the place. I have a feeling he does.

"Yes Alpha," Kale replied.

"Put me down you fucker!" I screamed, hitting him on the back as he climbed onto the stairs leading up into the plane. Jet snickered when he heard what I said. I was glad he found this amusing. I just hope he laughs too, when I chop off his balls and have them for dinner.

The guy whose name is Kale, dropped me gently beside Jet before walking away. I noticed only a few people on board.

"Stay still, we are taking off," he warned sternly.

"I hate you," I spat at him.

"I am sure you do," seemingly unaffected by my words, he added, "Hopefully one day, you will not."

"I always will!" I snapped back at him. "What do you want with me?" I asked as tears gathered in my eyes.

"You are mine."

"I'm not yours! Stop saying that! I belong to-," I cut myself off before I say Jake's name, as I remembered his warning and reaction when I did.

"Wise choice," he remarked, seeming to feel rather pleased with himself. I looked away from him. "It is going to be a long journey, you should sleep," he told me rather gently, but I wasn't having it. All of a sudden, I felt tired, my head started to drop, and I fought to keep myself awake. But soon, I drifted off, wishing everything would be just a nightmare by the time I woke up. It would be something I tell Katie, and we will both laugh about it. 'Hopefully...,' was my last thought as I succumbed to sleep.

EMMA

Suddenly, I blinked awake feeling hungry, tired and puzzled because I had expected all this to be a nightmare. It was then I realised my head was placed on someone's hard, yet comfortable shoulder. I jerked away from him, not believing he let me lay on him for so long, well, sort of because I had no idea how long I was out.

"You are awake," he hummed, dropping the newspaper he was reading on the flight deck. 'Who still reads newspapers?' I glared at him.

"Words Emma," he ordered.

I frowned, staring at him, "How do you know my name?" My eyes widened in surprise. My arm ached, and my whole body was sore. I badly wanted to get out of this dress, but I have nothing to change into. Plus, there was no way I'm going to ask my kidnappers any favours. "And how long are we going to be on this plane?"

"Two days," was all he said, purposely ignoring the first question. "Did you sleep well?" He inquired, staring at me in a way that made me uncomfortable.

"Two freaking days?! Where on earth are you taking me to? You kidnapped me, and are asking me if I slept well? God! I hope you rot in hell. Today happened to be a day every woman dreams of, but thanks to you, it's a nightmare!" I burst out crying for the first time since I got kidnapped. His eyes softened at the sight of my tears, but he made no move to console me.

"You do not want to marry him," he replied in a tone that made me stop crying and look at him. How the hell does he know I didn't want to marry Jake? I do love Jake a lot, don't get me wrong, but I didn't want to marry him so soon. I glance suspiciously at Jet, who is also staring back at me. 'Is he a mind reader or what? I hope not,' I pushed the thoughts aside.

I chuckled, "You think I don't want to marry him? Why would you think not? I am madly in love with him, that is what happens when two people are in love!" I snapped at him. I regretted my outburst almost immediately, and wished I could take it back, especially with the look Jet is giving me now. He looked angrily at me, his mood randomly changing so quickly, I don't know what to expect.

He leaned towards me, fury blazin in his eyes, "Say that again, and watch me go mad," he growled in my face. I gulped nervously, nodding my head in agreement For some reason, I know he isn't a man to be defied. Oh I hate him so much, and will he fucking move back? I wanted badly to say that to him, but I didn't have the courage to. I'm not ready to die yet.

"Good," he nodded, giving me a heartfelt smile. I'm sure he already has half, if not all the women in love with him, and the thought of that makes me feel some strange emotions in my chest. My day has been crazy, maybe that's why I'm feeling crazy. "Your heart knows who it belongs to," he murmured almost to himself, looking thoughtful.

"And you think that is you?" I laughed, "What gives you the notion that I'm yours?" Now I'm curious. He has been saying that ever since he appeared in my life. Did he bring me for someone? Is this guy crazy? Maybe his dead girlfriend looks like me or something? What the fuck is going on? The three hundred and sixty-five days movie? I hope not, cause there is no way... no freaking way I'm going to fall in love with someone like him. There was something so dark and dangerous about this Jet guy, anyone can see that.

"Has anyone ever told you, you talk too much?" He countered.

"Anyone ever told you, you don't talk enough?" I retorted and he grinned at me.

"Feisty," he whispered, his voice strangely deepened which I find extremely exotic. I flushed, embarrassed by my reaction to him.

"You should change," he frowned, as if finally noticing I was still wearing my wedding dress. "I don't like this dress on you," he muttered with disapproval.

"Well bingo! I don't care whether you like it or not!" I retorted, then shut up immediately when he gave me that look, 'Gosh, I hate it so much when he gives me that look.'

"Fine!" I agreed.

"You are getting smarter. Anastasia will take you to the lady's room." I wondered who Anastasia was, before I saw a female flight attendant approaching us. She gave me a brief, professional smile before turning her attention to Jet. I didn't miss the dreamy look on her face as I stood up frowning at her.

"When you are done, can we get moving?" I hissed at her with my arms folded across my chest. She glared at me, and I did the same. Jet raised a confused eyebrow at me, probably not noticing the silent battle going on between his flight attendant and me. Well, that's a good thing. I'm going to ruin his chance at getting any woman he wants since he's keeping me away from Jake. I turned around to follow Anastabitch, but Jet held me back, staring at me like I'm the most precious thing in the whole world. Like the look Jake used to give me, but he was more intense. Suddenly I was breathless. 'Holy fuck! Jet is in love with me!'

I felt faint all of a sudden. I thought I was going to pass out, but then I saw Jet bend his head and he pressed a kiss on the back of my hand. The single action almost made me melt, and I snatched my hand away from his. No! He couldn't be in love with me, my craziness has probably caught up with me again. Gathering my wedding dress around me, I quickly march after Anastabitch.

Yes, that would be her name now, and she happened to be top three on my hating list. First was Jet, then Kale.

EMMA

Even though there is no escape way unless I have a death wish, I purposely spent several amounts of time in the lady's room doing absolutely nothing, Anastabitch had given me a pair of jeans and a tank top to change into earlier, and I hate the fact that my belly button was out there for anyone who cares to look at it, I couldn't complain though, I couldn't be more glad to be out of that wedding dress.

‘Wedding’ Not in my weirdest dream did I think my wedding day would end up with me being Kidnapped and whisk away on a plane going to only God knows well, I blinked the tears away from my eyes, refusing to show any sign of sadness or weakness, I know of I do Jet is going to use it against me. I don't trust him, he hasn't hurt me now but what proof do I have that he wouldn't hurt me later? With those dark eyes with gold highlights, I don't know why but I love his eyes, something in them just keeps wanting me to reach out.

Frowning at my silly thoughts, I shook my head releasing it from the wedding knots it was tied to, it fell down my shoulders like a wave of the waterfall, luckily I just got a haircut for the wedding so they aren't long as they used to be.

I nearly jumped out of my skin when someone knocked on the door.

"Emma." One word, one warning. That was enough to send shivers down my spine, I push my head back refusing to give in to his demands, maybe if I frustrated him enough he'd realize he got the wrong girl and return me home, I hope Jake is fine especially with the way Jet had hit him earlier, knowing fiance I have, he would stop at nothing to get me back.

"Whatever is going on in your head right now, you better put it on pause and open this god-damned door before I do!" He growled in a usual voice, I didn't need to be told twice before I opened the door, when he saw me his eyes softened probably at the terrified expression on my face. When he reached out to touch me, I flinched and took a step back.

"Come," It was an order.

I made a face behind his back before following him back to our seats not missing the way his eyes had lingered on my exposed stomach making me all flustered.

He slid onto the chair opposite me, our knees bumping in the process, I say straight up so our knees wouldn't touch, I saw the corner of his lips turning up as if he was trying hard to suppress a smile.

I inwardly rolled my eyes and then asked the question I never got a satisfactory answer for, there was something strange about this guy. "Who are you?" I demanded folding my arms across my chest which caused my boobs to kind of pop out more than usual. When he stared at it with a male appreciation, I glared at him trying hard not to blush.

"Jet." He simply replied as he picked up the newspaper he was reading earlier.

"You know what I mean!" I snapped at him.

"You are hungry, don't worry, Anastasia will be bringing in lunch at any moment." The fact that he was changing the conversation just aroused my suspicions the most, but he was right. I was hungry

"Who are you Jet? I'm sure I never met you in my life, how do you know me? Why do you want me? You might have mistaken me for someone else, if you Kidnapped me because you wanted money from me then you came to the wrong place, my father didn't give me any part of his property because I don't deserve it cause I'm a female." My voice cracked causing me to stop, all my father's property is supposed to go to my future husband since I'm a girl and the only child so I'm useless.

When he leaned toward me as if to kiss me, I panicked and then relaxed back on my chair. I couldn't be more glad when he stepped back, putting so much distance between us.

"You think I took you because I want your money?" He chuckled which didn't quite reach those beautiful eyes of his, he was annoyed, I could tell.

"Took me? I think the word you are looking for is Kidnapped." I corrected, making a face at him.

Finally, he pulled back with a smile and I swear he just got hotter, like damn! It would have been so easy if he was an ugly old man with a potbelly.

"Can't Kidnap what's yours." He murmured looking away, as if on cue Anastabitch arrived with a cart of food, she stopped beside me.

"Lunch is served." She announced, reaching for the champagne but Jet stopped her before she could open it.

Isn't he aware of the ogling eyes she was giving him? I bet she's eating him up and imagining him naked which weirdly stirs up a wave of anger inside me.

"That would be all." He dismissed her without giving her another look, she smiled in favour of him and then left leaving the both of us alone once again.

He set down the newspaper and popped the champagne while I watched. When he covered the food the smell of pasta filled the air. My mouth wondered if it tasted as good as it looked but since Anastabitch made it, I don't think I would like it.

"I hired the best staff Emma, there is a chef on the plane." He replied like he read my mind, I blushed before changing it into a glare. "Besides it's not going to taste great, being on-air reduces food taste but I can assure you it is not going to be tasteless."

"Stop talking to me!" I snapped. "You kidnapped me and tried to be nice to me?" I laughed a little then glared at him while looking him in the eye. "I have a fiance who would stop at nothing to get me back and make you pay!" I threatened him.

"I'd like to see him try." Then he picked up his phone, tapped it a few times and dropped it. A few minutes later Anastabitch walked in and took the food away.

"What! But... " I looked at him with a shocked expression.

"You don't have to eat any meal I provide. It is better to wait for your fiancé to send you food!” He coldly informed me before storming away.