| Subject: Whispered Identities - Chapter 209 |
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Date Posted: Tuesday, May 31, 04:15:26pm
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Lynuslinus
's message, "Whispered Identities - Chapter 204 & forward" on Sunday, May 15, 07:23:24pm
Adrian motioned for Michael to come into her room then quickly closed the door.
“Good to see you again Michael....I trust you feel as I....we should not return to Center....there is something very distressing about the ease with which Nikita and I were allowed to escape our capture.”
“Yes Adrian....I would like you both to return to the villa at Faro. I can have someone check for tracking implants or any other anomalies. If the Society kidnaped you and Nikita, took you to Madeira....they had a reason and would not allow you to escape easily. Do you have any outward signs of implants?”
“Not that I can identify Michael...however, they did drug us both....I’m still experiencing side affects...drowsiness....out of sorts....perhaps it’s just my age but....”
“What about Nikita?”
“She seems to be fine...a little tired...but very determined to return to Center. I’m sorry Michael but this is going to be very difficult....making Nikita return to the villa with you....she feels....oh my goodness....how to put this. She told me she no longer wants to be with you.”
“She has expressed this to me also.”
“Well....convincing her to return will be difficult....how do you want to attempt this?”
“Reason with her....tell her the only way to identify any anomalies the Society has placed on you, is to return to the villa.”
Adrian smiled. “Reasoning with Nikita may not be easy....she’s very strong willed. I suspect that’s why she was such a good agent....and possibly what attracted you to her.”
Michael, feeling the heat rising in his face, turned away and walked to the window. “I can only try to reason with her.”
“There is another way....you know this young woman is not going to go without a fight....you may have to use force.”
“What? No....I cannot use force on her....if necessary I have some tranq drugs in my car....but I’m hoping she will listen to reason.”
Adrian sighed. “Very well.....I suggest you get the drugs....do you want me to join you?”
“I’ll attempt to talk to her by myself first....then....if she resists....I’ll ask for your assistance.”
Michael left Adrian’s room and strode down to his car, retrieving a tranq kit, he made his way back to Nikita’s room. He stood outside her room; raising his hand, he started to knock but drew his hand back; his palm was sweating, his breathing labored. Behind this door was the one woman in the world he cared about; he fought to control his emotions, for the first time in his life, besieged by doubts about how to proceed.
Inside the room, Nikita was lying in bed; her fatigue finally overwhelming her. She had stripped off her cords and sweater, and was lying under the duvet in panties and tank top. Sleep was slowly overtaking her; she was drifting into the first level of unconsciousness.
Was there a sound of knocking....the door perhaps....they would go away....she was so tired.
Michael knocked again and whispered. “Nee-kee-ta....open the door.” There was no answer. He leaned to the door and listened - nothing. Reaching into his jacket pocket, he pulled out a small metal device and inserted it into the lock. It clicked open and he pushed the door open slowly.
“Nikita....it’s me....Michael,” he whispered.
He spotted her instantly, sleeping peacefully on the bed, her blonde mane spread across the pillows. Michael closed the door and silently walked to the bed; he stood transfixed by the woman before him. One part of Michael wanted to rip the blanket away and devour this woman; ravish her, make her his own. But the other part of Michael knew if he was to ever be with Nikita again, he must learn to read her and understand her needs. He had never felt this way about a woman before and his feelings baffled him. The strong sexual desire, he understood; the ache in the pit of his stomach; the confusion in his mind - he had no roadmap for.
Michael crouched beside the bed and stroked back strands of hair from her face; he reached to outline her lips with his finger. Suddenly Nikita awoke, her eyes glaring as she grabbed Michael’s forearm and pulled him across the king sized bed; extending her fist into a judo hold, she pounded her hand into Michael’s jaw. He grimaced in pain as he lay sprawled across the bed. Nikita jumped to her feet, taking a karate stance at the edge of the bed.
“MICHAEL! What are you doing here!!!”
Michael held his jaw, squinting through pain as he looked up at Nikita. “I thought I’d lost you.”
“You had me once Michael....but not anymore!”
Michael grimaced, rubbing his face. “Please....I.....”
“What the hell do you expect! Sneaking into my room....what do you want!”
“I was hoping you would return to the villa....you and Adrian....you possibly have trackers on your bodies.”
“Don’t be ridiculous! I would know if there was something implanted on me!”
Michael rubbed his jaw. “Not necessarily....Adrian tells me you both were drugged....you would not be aware of.....I’m certain the Society would use highly sophisticated means to.....”
“I’m not going back with you Michael! And this explains why Adrian wanted to stay here....to delay our departure so you could meet us.....she was communicating with you....right!”
“She contacted me, yes....she is concerned the Society has allowed you to escape for reasons unknown....I agree....you should not return to Center....please return to the villa with me and we can....”
“Get out Michael! I wrote you a note saying I no longer wanted to be with you....I can’t be! If you can’t see that....but of course you wouldn’t see that....you’re so wrapped up in your own world....running Dalton’s show now....finding the Society by yourself.....!!”
“Please Nikita....listen to me....just return to the villa with Adrian so we can determine if there are any anomalies on your persons.”
“You are such a control freak Michael! We have no future you and I....now get out of my room...take Adrian with you.”
Michael struggled to sit up, his eyes stinging. “Please...please listen to me Nikita.”
“I can’t be with you Michael....even near you....it’s something you will never understand....my whole life I’ve been trying to find out who I am....what I am....my father controlled me and when I’m with you....you possess me....I am not a person....you suffocate me....I can’t breath when I’m with you....now please leave!”
Michael swung his legs from the bed and walked slowly to the door, pulling it open. He turned and stood staring at Nikita; his body felt removed from his mind. He stepped out into the hallway and closed the door.
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