That news got everyone to finish their breakfast. Bunny had no appetite, so she pretended to eat. Seconds later, everyone was getting up from the table. Rome took her by her right hand. They followed his parents off the patio, onto the small beach trail, and into the luxury car awaited them.
The ride was quiet. Bunny noticed Rome didn't let go of her hand. She felt so out of place. Bunny wasn't wealthy or a good daughter in law. And if she had a shred of dignity, she would tell them the truth.
The car came to a halt. Bunny saw they were at a boat dock. The door was opened for her. She was helped out of the car by Rome. She looked around.
There were no other boats, just a Yacht. Any other woman would have been thrilled, but not Bunny. She would be trapped with him on this boat. No matter how big and luxurious it was, it was still her new cage. She looked him then.
As if he could read her mind, he spoke, "Poor Bunny is trapped with the big bad wolf." He laughed.
"You will have your own room." He informed her.
Bunny said nothing.
She just followed him up the stairs and onto the luxurious boat. It was elegantly decorated with muted colors and touches of polished mahogany wood and brass. She was escorted to her room by a crew member, who unlocked her cabin and left. She walked over the threshold. Bunny thought her cabin space was beautiful.
It had a great view of the Ocean. Bouquets of lilies, Red Chinese hibiscus flowers in crystal vases were placed on every tabletop. A large, chocolate-colored stuffed teddy bear sat in the middle of the Queen size bed. Inside of its paws was a black box. Bunny timidly walked over to the bed, leaned forward, and retrieved the gift box.
She noticed a small hand-written note still in the stuffed animals' paws. She picked it up and read it; You're mine forever. She opened the box and saw a gold Cartier watch. It looked similar to the one she had to pawn when this nightmare she called her new life began. She shook off the thought.
That would have been impossible. It had been years since Bunny had sold it. Rome wasn't that crazy. Was he? She wondered. Something told her to flip over the watch.
Bunny took the watch out of the gift box, then flipped the watch over on its back. The light caught the inscribed writing on the inside. She was able to read it; Happy Sweet 16. Our priceless sweets. She dropped the watch as if it had burned her. She stared at it.
Bunny's bedroom door opened. She felt paralyzed by the new realization that he went to such great lengths for her.
"Do not like my gift?" He asked her.
She jumped at the sound of his voice. She turned and looked at him. "Where did you get this?" She asked him, astonished that he had found it.
"If I tell you, you won't believe me." He quipped.
He picked up the watch. He could tell Bunny was in shock.
"Where did you get this?" She asked him again.
"I got it from where you sold it. Some shithole pawn shop on the east side of town."
"It was there after all these years?" She asked.
"Uh.. yea," he lied. The truth, was Rome had had a private investigator tracking Bunny and her family since their perilous descent from wealth and grace. He had been notified as soon as she had sold the watch. He had informed the investigator to purchase it immediately. He did.
At the time, his plan was not in motion. He had wanted the watch as a token. A momento of Bunny but fate would allow him to plot and seek out his revenge. It was a bittersweet feeling for him to have her but have to destroy her father. He had thought giving her this gift was the right thing to do.
Right now, looking at her, he wasn't so sure.
"My parents gave me this watch on my 16th birthday. They told me I was in a special club and would always be..." The irony of her words did not fall flat on her.
"You are." He agreed while he clasped the watch to her left wrist.
She smiled at him for the almost-compliment. "Thank you."She whispered, not even sure if the words left her lips.
Without speaking, Rome pulled her close and hugged her. Bunny accepted his affection. He nudged her chin so she would look up at him. His lips captured hers. She was tucked away in his kiss.
She did not protest. Rome's kiss seemed to fill up a void inside of her.
She found her confidence and stuck her tongue in his mouth. He picked her up then. She held on. His kisses made a soft, delicate trail from her lips, to her neck to her breasts. She was on fire for him.
She felt him unbuckling his pants. She used her feet to help Rome push them down. She felt them falling to the bed with her in his arms. He made sure not to crush her small frame with his weight. They said nothing, letting their hands and mouths do the talking.
His mouth captured her nipple, and she let out a cry of pleasure. He used his free hand and began stroking her between her legs at her sweetest place. She was growing wetter and wetter with each touch. It was driving him crazy. He wanted her and didn't want to let go.
"Please..." A hot whimper escaped her mouth.
She didn't care that she was begging for his touch. Bunny wanted his fire. Rome was going to give it to her. Rome's touch and lips made her feel so alive. She kissed him as he slowly moved inside of her.
"I've been wanting you for so long. You feel so good..." He moaned in pleasure.
Hearing his words while feeling his warm breath on her skin heightened her excitement and sent chills up her spine. It was all so erotic. The way he touched and teased her. No other man excited her like he did, in and out of bed. He was a pure masculine adrenaline rush.
They had yet to make it to the bed. Bunny's back was pressed hard up against the wood-grained paneled wall. The entire time Rome never stopped kissing her. It felt like he was devouring her mouth as if he was famished. She hated to admit how good he was at this, and how much she had missed being kissed on the lips. The intimacy they shared was quite passionate.
She was always kept on her toes where he was concerned. He held on to her legs as his hips worked magic between her thighs. She caught herself moaning loudly. The more she cried out, the more robust his thrusts became. She felt a hot and deep-rooted pleasure slowly mounting inside her as he continued to send her body into sexual bliss overdrive.
"Rome...," she uttered his name while her expensively manicured nails dug into his thick, muscular shoulders.
He did not stop his sweet torture. Instead, he sped up, and poor Bunny lost all her resolve. She was panting and moaning wildly, her hips eagerly met his strong thrusts. She was caught up in him. She had lost control.
She felt it then. It was mounting pressure from the pleasure. It dissipated and dissolved into a sweet orgasm. Her body tightened around him and her sexy body convulsed. Bunny melted underneath him, causing a chain reaction that made Rome spill his seed inside of her.
He hung his head and rested his forehead on the crook of her left shoulder. He said nothing. Bunny was floating back into her body after the exquisite orgasm she had just experienced. She looked down at him and saw how sticky and sweaty his skin was. Bunny could feel how fast his heart was beating.
Both of them were out of breath. Rome had been shocked into silence by the amazing sex he had just had with her. He had known it would be good, but he didn't think it would be this amazing. He finally picked his head up and looked into her eyes. He looked relaxed to her.
She could tell that his guard was down. She enjoyed looking at him when he was this way. When he frowned at her, she knew she could be in danger. While still inside Bunny, Rome carried her to the bed and laid both of them down. They said nothing.
He just held her in his arms until she fell asleep.
Bunny awoke inside of the dimly lit cabin. It had grown dark out since her nap. The only light she had was a lamp on the small nightstand table directly beside the bed. Along with the lamp sat a chrome digital clock that read 9:30 P.M. Bunny could see out of her large porthole that the weather had taken a turn for the worst.
The sky was now dark. She could see the winds were angry, making the gentle waves fierce and strong. She felt the slight sway of the boat from it. The lights flickered on and off, and suddenly everything lost power. The boat began to rock back and forth a little harder.