"Michael…ah…wait…" Diana moaned as she felt Michael's kisses on her neck. He had dropped her on the bed in the main cabin.
Decades had passed since the last time she saw him. He was still the same, but older. He looked more mature and tired. "No...I'm not going to wait any longer."
Diana looked him in the eyes. They were full of pain. "You know this won't work, your father..."
"I don't care what my father says, if I have to leave the clan to be with you, I will."
"They'll kill you..." Diana sighed. "You know they will hunt you down and kill you. Your father loves you too much and you are his weakness."
Michael met her eyes and moved closer to her. "You are my weakness, but you like ro play me."
"No..."
"You don't love me, do you? All those days and nights we were together, I knew you were thinking of another man, your eyes gave you away... Why don't you give me a chance?"
