The Island of Secrets

By Matthew Brown

Sarah is a normal girl down her luck when she lands a dream job on a yacht working for a rich and powerful man. Soon after setting off on her journey events take an unexpected twist leading her down a path which will change her life forever. Crossing paths with an extra-terrestrial species she learns the true history of mankind, opening her eyes to an alarming truth. Armed with this knowledge she finds herself on a quest to save the human race and the planet from an insidious life-form intent on continuing the enslavement of her species. Teamed with a distantly related alien race she works through a series of events in an attempt to deliver salvation.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Matthew Brown
• Release date: May 1, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223791898

Book preview

1

I’m going to get my life together for good this time! Sarah thought as she sat upon the deck of Destiny in the dock in Southampton with the clear blue skies and the sun shining down on her face. Sarah had never been on a fancy boat like this before and she felt extremely lucky. It wasn’t actually her boat though, she had landed the job of a lifetime working on this boat as a domestic assistant for a rich English man by the name of Alexander Rodenheim, but she wouldn’t hold that against him, it’s not his fault he’s English.

Sarah Faye was born and reared in Belfast City, Northern Ireland. People from her circle didn’t work on boats for rich people, or any other fancy job for that matter; some of them didn’t work at all. Sarah lived in a council estate called Rathcoole on the outskirts of Belfast and had been a bit down on her luck lately. Over the past five years she has been battling alcohol and drug addiction although this past six months she has started getting her shit together. Losing access to her son William was the turning point in her life. Social services had been informed that Sarah was taking cocaine and drinking heavily whilst looking after her son although she never found out who it was that reported her.

One day the knock at the door came and they just came and took him away, it broke Sarah’s heart. Ever since that day she has been determined to turn her life around and make something of herself in an effort to get her son back. It was hard trying to stay off the gear, the area she lived in she was surrounded by drinking partners who would frequently call her and text her, or even call round to her house with a bag of gear. She frequently told them that she was trying to stay off, but they didn’t give a fuck, they just kept offering her and told her Sure one won’t do you any harm.

Problem is it never stops at one line, and everybody knew it, but all they were really looking for was somebody to have a good time with. Sarah knew if she ever wanted to improve her situation, she would have to remove herself from the toxic environment she was living in. This realisation was the beginning of what drove her to find a job out of the way. So, she took to the internet and started searching for jobs across the whole of the UK, she didn’t mind moving away, she was still in the same country as her son and when she had established herself and proved she was a changed person she would try and get William back.

She had come across this position as a domestic assistant at sea on a six-month contract. It seemed like a really good opportunity, being out at sea she would have no drugs available to her and it would force her to get clean although she thought her chances of landing the job was very slim. Fuck it she thought and applied anyway. A few days later she received an email about a video interview online for the position for the following day. So, the next day she logged onto her laptop and dialled in to the call and met the man who would become her new boss; Alexander Rodenheim. Sarah was completely stressed about the thought of an interview, especially for a job which could dramatically change her life.

Sarah had spent the last few years talking shite with random dickheads from the estate in parties, she wasn’t really sure how she should approach talking to somebody like Alexander who lived in the opposite end of the scale from her. When the interview started though she didn’t have anything to worry about. The interview itself was more of an informal chat, rather than formally structured questions.

Alexander was more interested in her life rather than her job history. She had mentioned she was out of work for over five years, but he didn’t seem to be too worried about that. Instead, he was asking her is she married, any kids, what she likes to do for fun etc although she thought it best not to mention she had been flat out on the gear the last five years and lost custody of her son. She had informed his she was single, has a son of four years old called William, and that she was looking for an opportunity to make some money to invest in her child’s future.

Alexander himself said that the job she would be undertaking would not be difficult and did not require many skills, he was more looking for somebody that he wouldn’t mind being stuck on a boat with for six months and at the end of the conversation he offered her the job. Sarah couldn’t believe her luck; this was her big chance to make a new life for herself and get out of this fucking shit hole of an estate she was living in. The job was to begin in two weeks, and she would be departing from Southampton in England. She was a bit nervous as she had never been to England before, but Alexander had informed her that he would sort the flights for her, and his driver would be would waiting to pick her up from Gatwick Airport to bring her to the docks.

This was her first day on the job and she thought the best thing she could do was build up some sort of rapport with her new boss and colleague. There was three of them on the ship in total, Sarah was joined by Tom Fellows who was to captain the ship, a nice lad from London who was a bit easy on the eye. He was tall, muscular, and about in his early 30’s if Sarah had to guess. They were joined of course by Alexander Rodenheim; the boss man.

Alexander was in his late fifties and the finer things in life had seem to have an effect on his waistline, he was also balding but wore a very fine suit with an expensive watch. Such a pleasure having you join us Alexander had said to Sarah in a very posh English accent. I’m really grateful for this opportunity sir, thank you so much for giving me a chance Sarah replied. Allow me to formally introduce myself, I am Alexander V Rodenheim, I am the owner of this vessel, and it is me you will be working for. This young man is Tom Fellowes, he is the captain of this boat and is the man who will be responsible for keeping us off the rocks. Tom let out a soft laugh, it’s a pleasure to meet you miss?. Faye, Sarah Faye is my name and it’s a pleasure to meet both of you Sarah replied with a smile on her face. Allow me to give you a quick tour of your new quarters Alexander said and beckoned for her to follow him.

The boat itself was quite impressive, it was made up of two levels inside, with a main deck and a secondary deck up above adjacent to the upper quarters. The downstairs of the interior is where yourself and Tom will be staying Alexander said as they entered. There were two small bedrooms beside each other at the back, along with a small kitchen accompanied by a few fridges and freezers, and a shared bathroom and toilet area. The bedrooms were basic with a single bed in each and a small window to see the outside world. You will be responsible for the cooking and cleaning, along with serving myself and any guests so this will be your domain in here.

Alexander opened the fridges and freezers to show a plentiful supply of champagne, and a lot of expensive looking food including king prawns, steaks, salads etc. This fridge here is for the staff and where your food will kept Alexander said as he opened. Sarah couldn’t help but feel an anti-climax as she looked inside seeing packets of cooked ham, tins of soup, digestive biscuits, and a lot of other cheap non luxurious items. Not to worry dear if you perform your duties well there will be some nice surprises for you Alexander said cheerily whilst putting his hand on her arm. That posh old bastard better give me some decent food now and again Sarah thought to herself, but she decided not to let it bother her. She was going to make the most of this experience and wasn’t going to let anything ruin it.

There was a small staircase leading up to the upper quarters which Alexander proceeded to climb. As Sarah climbed, she couldn’t believe how fancy it was, there was a master bedroom with a huge bed with lots of big fluffy pillows. This was accompanied by an ensuite bathroom with a huge mirror and luxurious looking shower, one of those showers that made you think you were standing out in the middle of a tropical storm only with warm water. At the end of the room there were sliding doors which led out onto another deck which was decorated with sun loungers and a dining area. This is my humble quarters Alexander said with a slight smile, he could see that Sarah was impressed by this, women always were. You will be responsible for changing the linens, cleaning and ensuring myself and my guests are well fed and watered he said.

Sarah couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous, she was stuck in a box downstairs you couldn’t swing a cat in and he’s up here living the life of it, but that’s how the other half live unfortunately. It’s beautiful sir Sarah exclaimed, she had never seen anything like this in her life and couldn’t believe this was going to be where she was working. If her mates in Rathcoole could see her now, she thought. Alexander proceeded to his upper deck and made himself comfortable in the dining area. Please be a dear and bring me a glass of champagne, this heat is making me ever so thirsty. Right away sir Sarah replied, not sure if she should curtsy or if people even did that anymore, she didn’t have much experience with the upper classes and had only seen the likes of Alexander of films. Fuck that she thought and decided against the curtsy and headed downstairs to find the champagne and glass for her boss.

Tom was preparing the boat for setting sail; he had brought in the ropes and was just starting the engine when he seen Sarah coming down the stairs What do you think of it? he asked her. It’s a bit shabby but it will have to do she said jokingly, and they both laughed. I’m just joking, this boat is amazing. Alexander has asked me to fetch him some Champagne Sarah replied. It’s over there and the glasses are in that cupboard there Alexander said with a wink. He couldn’t help but notice a little cheeky smile from Sarah.

When Tom had first seen her, he was quite impressed with how beautiful she was. She was about five foot six inches, jet black hair, piercing blue eyes with a slim figure with curves in all the right places. He had worked for Alexander for a few years and had seen many girls come and go in the job Sarah was now in, most of them never lasted more than one voyage, two at the most. He had noticed a pattern forming with all the women being hired by Alexander for his boat trips being really attractive. Not that he minded, he would rather be stuck on a boat with a beautiful woman if he had the choice.

Tom had been sailing boats most of his life, thanks to his father. His father was an ex-serviceman in the navy and had his own little boat that he would take fishing tours out on. When Tom was quite young his father helped him obtain a license and he took over sailing the boat for the excursions. This helped him get some practice and with his fathers’ experience and teaching, he turned out to be quite a capable captain. When his father had passed away from cancer a few years ago the pain of being in his boat with all those memories was too much for Tom. He then began searching for other roles and came across a position advertised by Alexander Rodenheim.

As part of the interview process Alexander had asked Tom to take the two of them out on his boat for the today to assess his capabilities, in the end Alexander was happy enough to hire him. He didn’t mind working for Alexander although he knew that he wasn’t the pleasant man that he made himself out to be. Alexander has inherited his family’s energy business and was worth millions, more than he could spend in a dozen lifetimes. From Tom’s experience Alexanders weakness was women, every excursion Tom had captained there was a different woman to keep Alexander company. All of them young and beautiful, and all thinking the world owed them a living for being beautiful. A lot of them had tried to make an advance on Tom during their trips, being stuck on a boat with two men, one of which is not much to look at, seemed to have that effect on women. Tom was cautious though, Alexander is not the type of man to share his toys, in the end the risk wasn’t worth it for Tom, so he never went for it.

As Alexander sat in the sun sipping his champagne, he was quite pleased with himself. Sarah was extremely pretty, and he had always had a thing for Irish women. They were a different breed to the English sort, a bit on the feisty side. Judging from Sarah’s poor background and her gratitude to be here working for him, he might just get lucky. Alexander knew he wasn’t much to look at, but he always got what he wanted in the end; everybody has their price. Owning an energy company had earned him vast amounts of money and he made sure everybody knew it. He could spend his days in boardrooms and offices but why bother when he can sail around the world with the company of beautiful women and pay others to run his business for him. He still kept involved of course and had access to everything through his work laptop which he maybe spent an hour or two a day on just to ensure things were ticking over nicely, but mainly his days consisted of drinking, smoking cigars, eating fine food and bedding women half his age. You only live once he thought to himself smiling.

This little excursion would take them into the Mediterranean first of all to pick up the latest item of his collection. A Spanish Instagram model with half a million followers by the name of Pamela Cruz. Girls these days make it all too easy to find them online. It seems like they are all competing against each other for attention. Not that Alexander minded, he flicked through Instagram as it were a shopping catalogue. A lot of the girls have their accounts plastered in pictures which leave little to the imagination, so you always had a good idea what you were getting for your money. Whenever he found a girl, he liked he arranged for his personal assistant to contact them to organise it all. Alexander pays generously and this generation seemed to understand that they can market their bodies as products. Being the business tycoon that he was, he had a permanent mooring purchased in Marbella in the south of Spain. He knew the prestige associated with this location and the women lapped it up.

They would get on board his boat and before long the selfies were being taken with #marbella so that all the world would know that they had made it in life, and they were doing so much better than everybody else slaving away in their 9-5 job. After leaving Marbella they would set sail for a small island on the west coast of Africa. Alexander did not own the island himself; he wasn’t that rich, but he did own land and property there along with a few other millionaires who between them had turned it into quite the little playground of luxuries.

Being away from civilisation and the prying eyes of the public and media meant they could enjoy themselves and live out their fantasies without having it plastered all over the newspapers. Alexander often bragged to his female escorts about how he and his friends have secured their own little slice of paradise and they were only too happy to do whatever they had to do to keep him happy in the hopes of getting a few crumbs of the pie for themselves.

Whilst waiting to arrive in Marbella there was only going to be the three of them aboard, so in the meantime he would make Sarah his little project. He didn’t want to go all in, in the first hand. He would have to make her feel safe and comfortable before revealing a little bit of his real side. From Alexanders experience its