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so I can’t remove all the ties, but there is a bed in the back that you could rest in until we land,” he said as he pointed to the back of the plane.
    She immediately opened her eyes and hungrily said, “I will behave.”
    “Lana, I don’t believe that at all,” Sergei said, giving her a look of suspicion. As much as he wanted to believe her, he’d already been at the wrong end of her deception. His face wasn’t in for a second round.
    Lana shook her head at him and rolled her eyes, adding, “What can I do? I’m trapped a mile high in the sky with nothing but the clothes on my back.”
    He ruminated on her words and decided to give in to her. “That’s true, but just so you understand, I don’t need any more injuries. I won’t let it slide as easily as I did before.”
    “I promise I won’t try to hit you again,” Lana said pleadingly.
    Sergei glared at her as if to challenge her statement. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”
    “This one I can. I’m just so tired,” she whimpered. He could see the dark circles under her eyes and relented. Sergei walked back up to her and took the key out of his pocket.
    “Remember if you attack me again, I won’t be so forgiving,” Sergei growled while looking down at her menacingly. He may be interested in her, but he was freaking serious. He wouldn’t let it slide one bit.
    “Yes, you said that already,” Lana grouched as she threw her head back on the chair and closed her eyes again.
    Sergei could tell she was getting irritable. “Somebody’s grumpy,” he laughed as she glared at him.
    Lana didn’t fight him as he removed the cuff from her hand. Scooping her up, Sergei carried her to the back of the plane and the bedroom. She was looking up at him with a tender, sleepy smile. Man, I want to kiss her. This would be romantic if she wasn’t my captive, he thought.
    Opening the door with one hand, he took her into the spacious cabin. The large bed was the same one that Nikolai and Bianca had shared, and the thought of sharing it with Lana was very tempting, too tempting. Once he laid her down on the bed, Sergei undid the ties at her ankles and hurriedly covered her with the blanket. As he lifted the blanket up to her chest, he saw the damage the cuff had done to her wrist. Guilt flooded him as he looked at the raw, red skin.
    Whispering softly in her ear, he said, “I’m so sorry.” Sergei walked out of the room, but not before turning around to get one more look at her before he closed the door.
    He sat down on the chair, staring at the room door, fighting the urge to rush right back in there to hold her.
     

Chapter 2
    Lana opened her eyes as she heard the cabin door close. He’d left her all alone and had undid her ties. She didn’t miss him whispering that he was sorry, but she wasn’t sure what he was sorry for. Not to mention, would his remorse get her out of this?
    She looked at her hand that he had cuffed; it really ached. The skin was a little raw, but she couldn’t help blame herself for it. If she hadn’t been forcing his hand she wouldn’t be in this mess in the first place. He was rumored to be the right hand man of a mobster, and yet she pressed his buttons daily. What did she expect to happen?
    She was lucky he hadn’t offed her already, but something in his eyes said he wouldn’t do something like that to her. His light brown eyes were too kind. Ever since she took it upon herself to find out what happened to Santini, she’d been too interested in Sergei Antonov. She liked the way his hair looked absolutely perfect, how even though he had a beard he was well groomed. She liked how he’d smirk at her when intentionally avoiding answering her questions or trying to hit on her. Every time he’d hit on her she’d blush intensely, like she’d never been hit on before. She hated that he teased her about her clothes. Unintentionally, she’d slowly started to change her style to please him. By the time she had gone back to the