Private Island

"What? A holiday at private island?" Norah shrieked in disbelief.

"Yes, we have three hours to pack before the helicopter pick us to the airport. Xander had chartered a private jet to take us there." Her brother announced matter-of-factly.

The other Saturday, Xander couldn't come to the mansion for some reason and the next week, they heard the shocking news that he had arranged their holiday in a freaking private island in South Pacific.

"All of us go there? What about him?" Clara asked hesitantly.

"The order was all of us have to go there. He would join us if he have some time to spare. You can start packing now, ladies."

Then he eyed the man seated on the armchair while sipping his beer. "You too, Liam."

Liam took a gulp, got up, stretched his arms high and yawned, "Why did he suddenly order us to go to a vacation?"

Clara nodded her head in agreement, someone finally asked the question.

"Is it important to know the reason? My boyfriend is kind enough to take us all on a vacation." Norah interjected.

"Yeah, yeah.. We have to thank your kind and wealthy boyfriend." Liam mocked.

Norah sent her a death stare then tapped her phone to call someone.

"Hello, Xander. Is it true? Really? Thank you babe! Yes we'll pack as soon as possible."

Clara couldn't believe her eyes, so Norah had his phone number while she couldn't even use someone's phone to talk to her dad.

She signalled to Norah that she want to talk to Xander. She had important thing to discuss.

"Wait, Xander. Clara want to speak to you… Oh okay. Bye, babe. See you there." She ended the call with rueful smile to Clara.

"He said if you need anything you can inform Noah."

Noah looked at her with concern. "What do you want to tell him, Clara?"

Clara couldn't possibly tell the man such private matter!

"Oh, nothing.. I should start packing now."

Norah followed her upstairs and finally they managed to pack on such a short time. It would be a full week vacation so they just threw whatever summer clothes and bikinis available on the wardrobe to the suitcases.

Norah bounced downstairs first with a bright face. Two guards helped them carry down all the suitcases. Then Gemma approached her when Clara was about to close her bedroom door.

"Here, miss Clara. Mr. X ordered me to give it to you.." Gemma handed her a white plastic bottle.

When Clara looked at it with confused face, she explained, "It's your contraceptive pill."

"Oh, thank you Gemma.." Clara quickly hid it in her dress pocket.

"He reminds you to consume it every day, Miss."

Clara didn't know what came over Xander, he was death set on giving her a shot, rejected her opinion when she asked for contraceptive pill instead of the shot. She was glad though, so she doesn't have to overcome her fear.

Gemma bid them a safe journey and happy holiday when the black helicopter, the same one that brought Norah home, landed.

There was something fishy with all of this 'vacation' thing. All the guards were armed heavily and their body was rigid. They usually look like that too, but it was somehow different.

They arrived at the private island cloaked in green and radiant turqouise lagoon. Palm trees, powdery beaches and romantic resort.

"Woah, it looks like heaven!" Norah hold her straw beach hat she bought on her head, before the strong wind blew it away.

The two woman giggled at each other, while Liam searched for the nearest beach bar and Noah followed them like a guard.

They had their own bedrooms, which were separated overwater bungalows. After that, they threw on their bikinis and ran to the beach. Norah didn't miss the opportunity to snorkelled with sharks and rays while Clara settled on the white lounge chair, soaking up some sun with black sunglasses and a book in her hands.

Someone blocked the sunlight, so Clara raised her sunglasses to find Noah standing there with two glass of cocktail in each hands. He wore a blue sleeveless shirt with white shorts, she could see the muscles on his arms.

"What about something to drink?" He offered a glass of raspberry mojito and sat next to her.

"Thank you, Noah. I didn't know you had a tattoo.." Clara inspected the black permanent ink on his upper arm.

"Oh this? I got it when I'm 19."

It was in tribal motives, started at the shoulder and feature the rounded shape at the top, detailed and masculine.

"Xander don't have any tattoo on his body." She said it out loud before she knew it.

Clara met his gaze and with a flushed face, sipped her mojito. She stated the fact to the wrong person.

Oh God!

"Xander can't stand tattoos because.." Noah smiled sadly, "Maybe you should ask him yourself."

She felt his gaze on her body, Clara was wearing a decently sexy deep blue bikini with midi bandeau top that showed her deep cleavage and double string bottom.

His eyes lingered on her bosom before Clara placed her book on top of it and Noah averted his gaze and took a gulp of mojito to douse down his lust.

"Do you want to try snorkeling?" He asked.

"Is it scary? I'm afraid of the underwater things." Clara shivered from the thought.

"Hey, it would be a fun experience. Come on, I'll dive by your side and hold your hand." Noah pulled her up from the lounge chair.

At first, Clara was about to give up and get back to the safety of her lounge chair, but Noah was persistent and held her hands underwater. Then the beauty of the world below the water just took her breath away. It was like living in a different kind of world.

They met Norah there and she took a picture of them.

"It was fun, right?" Noah teased her after they swam back to the shore.

"Yes! I want to do it again tomorrow." Clara said passionately.

Her long brown hair secured in hair ties was wet, and Noah never saw her this happy before. He couldn't resist to touch her cheek and gave a peck on it.

"Ekhm. We had rooms available, brother." Norah appeared from behind and punched his shoulder.

"You little brat!" Noah chased her and she ran while screaming for help.