Thinking this through, Simone felt a little more at ease.
After all, Leonard had weathered more than his share of storms—schemes, traps, betrayals. There was no way this was catching him off guard. All she had to do was make sure she stayed safe.
She played along. “Can I speak to my brother now?”
The man dialed the number and waited. “Mr. Lerman? Your sister has something she wants to say to you.” He pressed the phone to Simone’s ear.
On the other end, Leonard immediately picked up on the tension. “Simone, who is this? What’s happening over there?”
Simone rushed to explain, “Leonard, I’ve been kidnapped! He says you have half an hour to get here, or else—”
Before she could finish, the man abruptly hung up.
Simone stared, stunned. “I wasn’t finished! Why’d you hang up?”
He shrugged. “Leaving things unsaid gets you the best results. What if your brother thinks it’s not a big deal if you lose your innocence? What if he decides not to come?”
Simone’s eyes flickered with uncertainty.
He might have a point. She and Leonard had both grown up in Solmaris, raised in the Western way. If she was still a virgin, it was only because no one had ever truly caught her eye. The men who tried—well, they never stood a chance. They weren’t worthy.
When she met Joshua, before she even knew who he really was, she hadn’t been entirely opposed to the idea of something happening between them. Now, seeing Joshua as her other half, Simone wanted her first time to be with him—and no one else. Until then, she refused to let any man touch her.
Someone as perfect as Joshua deserved only the best this world had to offer.
The call over, the man said, “Miss Lerman, get some rest. I’ll be back in thirty minutes.”
…
Half an hour later, the man returned, a look of feigned regret on his face.
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