Saphira's POV

As much I detested everything that Romano provides, I have to eat. I felt weaker every second that I think about my being held captive here. I have to be strong if I will execute my escape plan. With one hand, I ate the breakfast and finished off the orange juice.

Searching the room for any escape route, I found none. The only way out is through the door which I am sure that Romano is somewhere outside of this bedroom. I hear his footsteps. It was like he was pacing back and forth. If only I have worn a different outfit, my plan would have been easier. Now I have to use my charm, if I ever have one to try and get out of this mess. Looking at my left hand, I had an idea, something that will either help me or leave me in tears.

Romano's POV

"Aaaaaargh!!! Romano! Please I am begging you. . . help me."

Her pained voice brought me back to reality and my feet were like autopilot that ran to her room to answer her plea.

"Saphira, what happened? Shit! What did you do to your hand?!"

"I really want this thing off from me. Please. I will not ran off. I just want this off."

Her pleading voice, her tear streaked face, how can I ever say no to her. Against my better judgment, I took off the handcuffs.

"Thank you Romano." She said as she hugged me. As much as I would like to savor the feel of her warm body and the scent of her hair, my military instincts kicked in and I felt her right hand reach for something behind me. That's when I pushed her away and pointed my gun at her.

"Stop! Don't ever do that again Saphira! Don't you dare trick me! Nobody tricks me!"

I just realized that I pushed her too hard and she hit her head in the dresser table. She held the back of her head with her hands. Her left hand and arm still raw with the wound from forcing them out of the handcuffs.

"Shit! Saphira! I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Come on, we have to put some ice into that."

"I feel dizzy. Please can you just bring me to the hospital? I promise to not tell anyone about this. . . about you. Please, if you will just. . ."

"No! Stop! If I do that, I will lose you forever. I can't Saphira. I love you too much to let you go. This heartbreak from your rejection is enough. I can't lose you. That will be too much."

"Romano, please listen to me. If you love me let me go. You are hurting me this way. That is not love. This is not love."

"Don't teach me how to love! I know what Im doing! Come on! We'll treat that and then we'll get out of here."

My military training included some medical training for survival. I knew then I have to take care of her wound. It's a good thing it was just a surface wound and probably slight concussion since she can still recognize me.

After that, I gave her some pain relievers and sleeping pills so I can execute my next plan.