the seventh day, she decided that she had to do something more than just drink coffee, then write about how angry she was with Dharr. Perhaps it had just taken her the week to overcome the exhaustion, both physical and mental, that had overwhelmed her during her escape, but she woke that morning feeling much better.
And then it struck her. Today was her wedding day! Would Dharr have called off the wedding? Or had he simply postponed it, assuming that he would have found her by now? Her fingers twitched slightly over the remote that would turn on the television, but in the end, she decided against listening to the news. She didn"t want to know. That wasn"t her life. She didn"t know what her life was anymore, but she"d figure it out somehow.
Chapter 11
Dharr prowled the London penthouse, snapping orders at anyone who dared to come into his presence without word of Electra"s presence. He was out of control of a situation for the first time in his life and he didn"t know how to handle it. Usually, he would discuss the situation, form a plan and battle all the obstacles in order to achieve the desired goal. But in this case, the goal was the obstacle.
When her guards had first reported her missing, his stomach had fallen out of his body. The worry that had eaten at him during that horrible twenty-four hours had been the worst period in his life, bar none. He"d even been able to handle his father"s death with more composure than the thought of losing Electra.
And when the reports finally came through that she was fine but had escaped, simply driven away in one of the guard vehicles, he"d been furious. He honestly couldn"t imagine feeling that furious before and if she"d shown up at that moment, he would have happily rung her pretty little neck.
How dare she run from him? From what they have together? She loved him, dammit! He knew she did. So what was the problem? They were to be married. Today in fact!
Of course, he"d postponed the wedding last week when no reports of her whereabouts had surfaced after the last sighting in Heathrow Airport. He"d told the eager reporters and well wishers seven days ago that Electra was too nervous of disappointing the people and had requested a delay so she could learn their culture more. Everyone had loved that excuse, loving her even more for that. Of course there were rumors that she"d run away but he"d quashed them quickly. But if he didn"t get her back soon, some people were going to start to wonder.
Hell, he was starting to wonder.
“Are you okay?” Edna Knight asked softly.
Dharr"s angry eyes looked across the room at the one woman who had been his saving grace during this whole ordeal. Electra"s grandmother was sensible and realistic and he"d gone to her several times over the past week, asking her for more information about Electra, trying to gain some insight into why she"d run away.
He thought he understood now, but until he found her and spoke to her, he would never be sure. And not being absolutely sure of anything tore Dharr up. He"d been raised to be sure, to analyze every situation and come to a realistic solution.
“Where is she?” he growled, prowling around the breakf ast room as if he could tear open the walls and search for her with his bare hands.
Edna sighed, angry herself with her granddaughter but showing that frustration and disappointment wouldn"t help this situation. “I would guess someplace quiet so she can think.”
“Yes, you"ve said that. How much time does she need to think?” he demanded.
Edna laughed. “It will take her a while just to see how silly she"s being. But don"t give up.”
His eyes burned into the older woman"s and he lit upon the one thing he thought he was confident about. “You know she loves me too, don"t you?”
Edna nodded sagely. “Yes. And she probably knows it as well.”
“Then why the hell did she run?” he asked for the millionth time. “And how can you be sure she hasn"t been kidnapped?”
“Two reasons. The only reasons she would be kidnapped is to be ransomed for money or influence. Neither of those probabilities havecome to light, have they?”
She only waited a moment for the shake to confirm her point before continuing. “Besides, if I know you, and I"m starting to if just a little, then I"d wager you"ve already tested the kidnapping waters and