Saving His Princess(4)

By: Elisa Leigh

The next few minutes are a blur. One second Holly is screaming for me to get down, and then Johnny’s falling on top of me making it hard for me to breathe. The man who shoves him off me is the most handsome man I’ve ever seen. He’s so muscular and covered in tattoos. He talks to me, but I can’t understand what he’s talking about. I just stare at him, unable to look away. I’m in a daze with everything that’s happening and being rescued by a real-life Thor.

The tattoo-covered Thor carries me outside and walks to the side of the house where a small plane is parked. He boards the plane but bypasses the seats and goes to a tiny bathroom. He sets me down on the sink and grabs a rag and gets it wet. The bathroom is so small he’s crowded his large form in between my thighs.

“You’re too beautiful to be covered in blood.”

I realize I’m covered in blood when I look down at my arms.

“I’m sorry it got all over you Princess.” The huge man says as he tilts my head up and wipes my face and neck, then my arms and hands with the hot rag.

I don’t take my eyes off him the entire time, memorizing this moment as the very first time someone has taken care of me.

“What is your name?” I whisper.

He stops rinsing the red rag in the sink and looks up at me and giving me a genuine smile. God, is that what one looks like? I’ve seen so many smiles, but none have reached their eyes quite like his does.

“I’m Vince. You’ll hear other people call me Prince because that’s my name in the club I’m in.”

“You’re Vince the Prince?” I ask, confused. They don’t have princes here in the United States, right? I don’t understand.

He laughs and kisses the tip of my nose. “It’s just Vince. You can call me whatever you want. As long as I hear your sweet voice calling, I’ll answer.”

Oh wow! I just watched this man kill someone who was determined to hurt me, then he rescued me, and now he’s cleaning

me up. He’s treating me far better than I’ve ever been treated in all nineteen years of my life.

“I’m Svetlana. I like Lana better. Thank you for what you did back there.”

“Always.” He says and carries me back out to where the seats are. Sitting down, he holds me in his lap.

The last thing I want to do is move out of his hold, but I feel weird just sitting here. When I make a move to get up, he pulls me closer to his warm body, placing my head on his shoulder.

“Rest. I’ve got you, my Princess.”

Feeling safe in the arms of a handsome stranger, I relax and eventually close my eyes.

Chapter Three


The flight home doesn’t seem to take near as long as when we flew into Atlanta. Holding her, my Lana, in my arms is quickly becoming something I won’t be able to go a few hours without. I finally understand what Pres is feeling now that I’ve found her, my one. Anyone with two eyes can tell she’s young and has been through a hell of a lot, but I’ll be here to help her through it. I have to be careful about how I make her mine, so I don’t scare her off.

I watch her sleep, cuddled into my side, snoring lightly. When she chose to stay on my lap and quickly fell asleep, I counted it as a win. I memorize her every feature from her fair skin to her full pink lips. I want so badly to stare into her stormy grey eyes, but I’d never wake her while she’s sleeping so peacefully.

As soon as Triton lands I wait for Rash and Jester to get Holly off the plane and then follow them out, my own precious bundle in my arms. It’s late, so I’m surprised to find Pres, Emersen, and Chelsea standing in the hangar. I don’t miss the look that passes between Chelsea and Emersen or Pres’ arched eyebrow, but I keep walking to my truck. I’ve had enough for one day.

Once Lana is settled, fast asleep, on the passenger side of my truck, I round the bed only to be stopped by Pres.

“Who is she?”

I stare at him, waiting for him to move. I don’t have to explain myself.

“She could stay with Emersen and I or Rock and Chelsea, I’m sure they wouldn’t mind. You don’t have to bring her home with you.” Ryker suggests.

“That’s not fucking happening. Lana doesn’t leave my side.” I say as calmly as I can.

He laughs knowingly. “Holy shit! Never thought I’d see the day Vince ‘Prince’ Moretti found a woman. I figured you’d be a bachelor the rest of your life. Hell, I didn’t even think you were interested in finding someone.”

“Shut the fuck up Ryker. She’s mine, and that’s all you need to know.”

He crosses his arms and stares at me with a blank face.

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