Read Pisces: Book 1 in a Young Adult Paranormal Romance Series (The Zodiac Twin Flame Series) for Free Online

air moved and he was gone, the door closing behind him.
    Sitting on the bed, I stared at the worn carpet. It was red and dusty. Staying still allowed me to think too much so I moved to the curtains and opened them. The view made my breath stick in my throat and I almost choked. The back garden was attached to fields that stretched far away. The motorway was in the distance and I wondered where I was. Why hadn’t I screamed when Antony had pulled me along with him? Why hadn’t I told anyone that I was being taken against my will?
    I turned to the room and pursed my lips. If I was going to sleep there, I might as well make it comfortable. Grabbing hold of the covers, I made the bed. It kept my mind occupied. There may have been cameras in the room. It was better to look as if I was being complacent. I knew exactly why they had come for me first. Everyone assumed that because I was the most emotional one of my siblings, I would be the easiest to tame. The others had often mocked my sensitivity and thought I was weak because of it.
    The door opened a while later but I didn’t look up from what I was doing. I was expecting him.
    ‘Are you settled?’ he asked, hovering by the open door.
    I glared over my shoulder and the corner of his lip quirked into his cheek. The dimples threw me off. Blinking, I looked back down at the pillow I held. His dimples were deep and I hadn’t even noticed them. They made a difference to how much I hated him. I didn’t know anyone who wasn’t a sucker for dimples.
    His hair was natural. I admired him for not using a load of product like my brothers. He wasn’t the type of man I would usually find attractive. Not that my sheltered life had allowed me to meet a lot of attractive men.
    ‘What do you want?’
    ‘It’s dinner time,’ he said, gesturing behind him.
    It was dark. I had been so engrossed in my thoughts; I hadn’t noticed the sun go down.
    ‘I’m not hungry.’
    He sighed. I tried not to freeze when the sound of his footsteps came around the bed.
    ‘You’re coming to dinner.’ He offered his hand right in front of my face.
    I stood quickly, causing him to step back. He wouldn’t come too close to me again. I wondered what I had triggered in him. Did he feel guilty for kidnapping me?
    ‘You’re an arsehole. You know that, don’t you?’
    He chuckled. I took the opportunity to push him as hard as I could. Spinning, I ran out of the room, sprinted over the landing and started down the stairs.
    ‘No, you don’t!’ he said, taking hold of me from behind.
    Stumbling backwards, I tried to keep my feet on the carpeted step. My foot slipped and we ended up rolling down the stairs together. My breath heaved out of me. I couldn’t move when we landed at the bottom. He groaned as I tried to shove him again. My whole body shook and my heart pounded in my head.
    ‘Will you just stop?’ He gasped.
    ‘You think that just because I’m an emotional girl, I’m going to take it lying down?’ I huffed.
    He laughed again and my temper snapped. I jumped on top of him and started to throw my fists. Red misted over my eyes as anger overtook me.
    ‘Enough!’
    Father’s command stopped me. The mist cleared. My hands hung in the air on their way to Antony’s face. He had his arms over his head as I straddled his waist.
    ‘What’s going on? Why are you making such a scene?’
    He towered in the doorway to what looked like a library. A younger man that looked similar to Antony stood beside him.
    ‘He kidnapped me!’ I scrambled up.
    My throat threatened to close. Father had aged slightly but he was the same man that had raised me. His dark hair had finally succumbed to the grey that had tried to overtake it but it was still long on his head. He wore a suit and a tie hung loose around his neck.
    ‘I’ve missed you,’ he said as he opened his arms.
    I rushed into them, feeling safety envelop my body as they came around me. In spite of what Mother had told me about him, I felt nothing