Kidnap A Cruel Billionaire (Kidnap the Cruel Billionaire)

Back to the Palace

The plane that brought her back to Sweden had already landed, Vanila sighed. Finally he had to go back to that place again. Although his escape was short, he enjoyed his free life very much. The memories he had carved during his escape would not be forgotten.

His friendship with Bilt won't be forgotten either. Hopefully he has a chance to meet with Bilt again. He remained hopeful of gaining permanent freedom so that he could leave the palace and live as a commoner.

Vanila was still reluctant to move when the plane had stopped five minutes ago. Norman approached his sister and stood by her side.

"Aren't you going down?" tanyakanya.

"No, take me back to Australia!" vanilla Pinta.

"Don't make things up. Let's get down!" norman said, extending a hand.

Vanila glanced at him and looked at the older brother with a cynical look. Norman was already used to getting such gazes from his sister. Vanila moved and stepped past the brother without welcoming his brother's hand.

"So still angry until now?" asked Norman, following his steps.

"I'll keep hating you as long as you curb my life and force me to marry a man I don't know and don't like!" answer Vanila.

"I did it for your own good, Vanila!"

"Which kind do you mean? You forced me to get married when you knew I didn't. So which good do you mean?"

"I want you to marry him because he's a good man\, he's not like someone I know. The guy looks good but he's really just a baj*ngan toying with feelings!" said Norman while offending someone.

"For you he's a good man but not for me. If you like her why don't you just marry her? Same-sex marriage can be done in Holland!"

"Villa!" Norman approached his sister and pulled his hand violently, "Take care of what you said! Look at your behavior, you're like this because of your association out there!" said again.

"Deliver!" Vanila brushed off his arm and stepped back.

"This time I'll make sure you marry him let alone that he's also the crown prince!" Norman went back to chasing his sister.

"Whatever!" vanila. Freely arguing with her brother at this time, it was better for her to keep quiet until she had the opportunity to speak privately with the man she should marry. He was sure that there would be no crown prince who would marry a woman who was already pregnant, let alone his teacher, would later inherit the throne.

Norman stepped quickly and grabbed his sister's hand, a hat worn on Vanilla's head so that no one would see it. Dozens of men were already waiting for them below, they arrived at midnight so no one knew. After all, Noman's departure was kept secret so that no one knew if Norman's departure to pick up the princess who ran away.

During this time no one knows if Vanila left because Vanila's existence is covered with a tight so that many take the assumption that the princess is sick so hard that the princess is not visible.

The car is ready, they will return to the palace soon. Their parents are waiting and their most impatient mother, Queen Alaina Elouis.

In order to wait for her son and daughter to return, Alaina did not sleep at all. He could not wait to meet the long-gone princess. Aliana waited with a feeling of uneasiness, she had already gotten word from her son if they would arrive at midnight.

Vanilla doesn't talk much on the way. There was nothing he could say anyway.  She was also lazy to talk to her pretentious brother.

"Tomorrow to wake up early, besides learning to ride and shoot you also have to go back to learning manners!" normal Say.

"Why should I learn manners again?" vanilla protest.

"Without it all I can live outside!" vanila said cynically.

"But you need all of that so you deserve to be with the crown prince!"

"I'd rather be a commoner than a princess!"

"Don't start arguing with me, Vanilla. I know there will be no end. You were born by a queen, it was your destiny so don't go against the destiny line that already exists. No matter how hard you try to become a commoner you won't be able to because the blood that runs through your body can't be replaced!"

"If so give me the freedom to live my life. Let me decide who I want to marry. This is the modern era, not the era in which a princess must marry a noble or a descendant of a king to be worth it. I just want that, but you curb me every day so I can't enjoy my own life. I'm not a doll you can play with as you please, Norman"

"Enough, Vanilla. I told you, I did it for your own good. It's cruel out there, not as beautiful as you might think, so it's best not to dream too much of freedom. Even a free-flying bird will die when it encounters an eagle so don't you think free life out there doesn't have any danger!"

Vanilla was silent and would not argue anymore. Norman grabbed his sister's hand and rubbed it slowly.

"Trust me, I've met a lot of people. There is nothing really good in this world, not even a very good friend you trust can stab you in the back" he said and again he offended someone.

"Can I not study tomorrow? I'm tired and want to rest" Vanila said. She should avoid riding because it can harm her fetus.

"Well, tomorrow you can rest" her brother agreed.

Vanila breathed a sigh of relief, at least she had one day she could use to do what she wanted. It's only one day, but it means a lot to him.

The car that took them arrived at the palace. The mother who had been waiting since then was very happy to see them have arrived. His mother was impatient and stood at the door but his father looked angry especially when his daughter got out of the car.

"Vanila, you're finally home" his mother ran over and hugged him to let go of the longing.

"I'm sorry to worry Mommy" Vanila said.

"Are you satisfied playing, Vanila?" ask father.

"No!" answer Vanila.

"How dare you?!" the father's hand had been raised, ready to hit him but his wife immediately held back.

"Don't try! Shouldn't we find out why Vanila left? Don't ever hit your daughter because I'll be mad!" said mother.

"Tomorrow, you must explain everything to us!" said the father as he walked away.

"Come to your room, honey. You need to rest and don't think about the two of them!" said mother.

Vanila nodded and followed her mother to the room. Long abandoned, the room remains as it once was. Before leaving her, her mother hugged her again. He is very happy Vanila is back but not with Vanila because his life is like being in a golden cage he must return to live and tomorrow, he must face the anger of his father.

Vanilla threw herself on the bed, crying. Can he get the freedom he wants? His hand was on his stomach, rubbing it slowly. That was the only weapon he had so he could get back free from the golden cage that locked him up.