Emma's POV

I opened my eyes to find myself in an unfamiliar room. I stared at the snow-white painted ceiling above me, my first guess was that I was in a hospital. What happened? I tried to recall everything that happened last night.

**flash back **

"This way, hurry, "I said to the two fugitives as I opened the cell below deck. I led them on deck in one of the lifeboats on board.

I carefully lowered the boat, since I didn't want any unwanted attention drawn towards me by the captain, my father, who was sleeping behind the wheel of the ship.

After successfully lowering the boat, I hoped in and sailed away the two fugitives to the shore. Where the two fugitives, a tall young man with a dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, dressed in a crisp blue suit that hugged every inch of his body and a young lady in a beautiful night gown, glared at me.

Heavy silence hung amongst us like one of us then suddenly the young man finally broke the silence with a husky voice, "you and your family are going to pay for this." And with that they left, I watched as their backs dissapiared into the night.

"Huh," I scoffed, "so much for a thank you." I started sailing back to my ship and as I was getting closer, it started moving forward faster and faster that I couldn't keep up. I yelled out to them to stop, but I doubt they heard me. Then as I thought it couldn't get any worse, a strong gust of wind blew up the sea and the last thing I saw was darkness.

**end of flash-back **

I studied the spacious room for a while then I saw him. A teenage boy on a study desk concentrating on whatever he was reading. His ocean blue eyes swept across the book, like a broom. His blonde hair glowed like honey against the morning sunlight.

l cleared my throat and looked away, but that's when it hit me, this wasn't my room.

Panic swept all-over me, and a scream escaped my mouth, startling the hottie across the room. What! Hottie?no just a teenage boy. Whom I didn't notice was next to me covering my mouth with his palm, until now.

He has a pointed nose with pink kiss lips, which I didn't realize I was about to touch until he pulled back from me. "Do you always scream after waking up?" he asked with a serious tone.

"Where am I ?" I asked without paying attention to him.

"You are safe,"he said heading back to the studying table.

"Who are you ?and safe where ?on land ? Please don't tell me I'm on land "

"You're not on land," the boy said in a sarcastic tone.

"Say it like You mean it," I retorted back ,"oh no , this is bad my family left me, oh"

LACHLAN'S POV

I heard the girl in my room muttering something about being on land and her parents then suddenly, she screamed while crying. Confused, I went by her side and kissed her. She froze, up for a second and everything was once again quiet. We stayed like that for a while, just staring at each other's eyes. Her eyes were dark, like a pool someone can drown in. Then as if electrocuted, she pushed me to the ground. "Why did you kiss me?" She asked rubbing of her mouth like she had eaten some sort of bad food or poison. "Mph,"I just scoffed, stood up and turned away from her. "Oh I'll send someone to help you clean up," I said before walking out of the room. I could hear muffled voices from the room, but I couldn't care much, she was obviously complaining.

I went to the living room and asked one of the servants, Mary, to help the girl in my room clean up. She looked at me confused probably as to why I had a girl in my room, but I never gave her any follow-up statements, she might as well ask the fool how she got here.

MARY'S POV

I reached our young master's bedroom and planted a gentle knock on the door, wondering who the damsel was. The young master had never brought a girl home except Olivia, who has never entered his room.

After all minute of no response, I decided to enter the room. It's not like I was expecting any response, maybe she was asleep. But when I got inside the room, I almost got a heart attack. The young girl staring back at me was nothing that I expected, she was a disaster." you look like a thug, young lady," I said to myself.

"Um excuse me, what part of me screams a thug?" She asked leaving me puzzled, "is she stealing thoughts now?"

"You just said that out loud old lady,"

"Sorry child, I'm not always this rude, where are my manners. Don't mind me I'm Mary I'm here to groom you," I said shooting her a smile that didn't quite reach my eyes. "Emma Watson, people call me Em," she said looking around as if I wasn't even there, then she turned to me as if she remembered something, "what is grooming?if it means sailing I'm in,"

"Oh dear you like to sail, that explains your outfit."

"Why does everyone keep saying that? My mom made me this."she said gesturing to herself. "Well sweetheart you don't want to get out there looking like that,"I said leading her to the bathroom,"come on, take your bath."

"How am I supposed to use the bathroom?"she asked when I was about to leave. "You get in the bath tub honey,"

"In this thing ?"she asked and I nodded.

"What if I get sucked in?"

"That is the most absurd thing I've heard,"I answered laughing at how stupid she was.

After an hour of ups and downs I finally helped her clean up , and as expected she kept on complaining on how uncomfortable the clothes were.

EMMA'S POV

I was forced into wearing something uncomfortable, I mean how do girls breath in these clothes? I've just been wearing this for just a few minutes, but I won't stop complaining to Mary on how uncomfortable I was in these clothes. Is this some sort of abomination to girls or what.

The worst part was the shoes, I felt like my feet were swelling and sweating in them by each second that passed. Mary had long had enough of me, that she wasn't even paying attention to me. Instead, she was muttering some things I couldn't comprehend as she led me to God knows where.

I was not paying attention to where I was going, until I bumped my head onto someone's hard chest. I looked up, and my eyes met with those dark blue eyes, we stared at each other's eyes none of us wanting to back down. The world around us dissipated and silence engulfed us, and the rhythm of our breathing was the only noise that could be heard. My eyes scanned his face as if I was looking for something that was missing, his skin was flawless, and I had an urge to palm his cheeks, which compared to my chubby ones, his was straight eliminating every sharp curve of his face. He looked strikingly handsome, then my eyes dropped to his rosy pink lips and I swallowed hard, because I wanted to kiss him. I was quite shocked with what I was thinking, and I backed away from the young man surprised by how close we were next to each other.

LACHLAN'S POV

I was surprised when someone collided with me, the coffee I had in hand spilled on my pants and the hot brown drink not only stained my jeans but also burned my thigh. I yelped but the person next to me didn't seem to notice. Annoyed I looked down to her, but for some reason my eyes softened only for a second, then it went back to its cold and distant way, but that didn't quite seem to faze her because her dark eyes refused to leave mine and I didn't back down either.

My eyes roamed her face and I noticed she had a scar on her left cheek, her skin was pale, she had chubby cheeks that I found quite cute. Her plump lips were a darker shade of pink compared to mine, then she bit one side of her lower lip, and then she moved away from me as if she just realized something.

"I... I'm sorry... really sorry,"she apologIzed, "oh no, your pants, I didn't mean it, I'm so sorry. Will the stain come off, go and change I'll wash this for you. You know I wash clothes, and iron them with a coal metal iron box. It's always kind of fun, but my mom says it's boring but i enjoy doing it so... You should try too, I know I'm rumbling now but it happens when I am nervous," she rambled and I could see the scared faces of my servants, they thought the girl was done for since I didn't like noise, but to their surprise, I raised my hand and she flinched protecting herself, as if I was going to hit her but I gently stroked her weird cut hair and told her that it was okay. I could see their surprise on her face as she spoke up, her voice shaking, "aren't you going to punish me ?" I looked at her and shook my head,as I wondered what type of life she used to lived. I looked at her one last time, and told her to go take her breakfast we were going shopping. Then I left to change into fresh clothes.