"I despise you, psycho murderer!" she yelled angrily at him.

Denise thought she could escape by pushing open the door and attempting to run outside to the sand that surrounded his cabin.

"You are trapped with me, my princess," Mike cleverly whispered.

Mike approached her, now silently sobbing, a few miles from the water's edge. He'd seen her run across the sand and waggle around, looking for a way out. Fortunately, she didn't see his boat, but she couldn't use it. These days, biometric keys are extremely useful.

Mike's anger had dissipated. He has never felt this warm towards anyone. For him, these feelings were only for her. He then...