Chapter 17: The Price of Intergalactic Romance

Isabelle

Isabelle shuddered against the cold cell that reminded her of a prison. Her world had turned upside down and morphed into a nightmare. Aliens existed! And the scowl on his boar-ish face let her know he wasn't a misunderstood being who wanted love and peace. The air was dank and musty in the corner of the small cell. Her stomach heaved. Visions of Kohl's evil face still plastered her brain and she wished she could scrub the image away. Isabelle shivered in dread against the cold metal floor.

A metallic door slid open and Kohl stomped toward her. "Now that we comprehend each other, you will obey me and give me what I want." Anger radiated from his face. She could smell his putrid breath as he spoke.