Chaos 21

In the middle of the conversation between Aleta and Ethan, a man suddenly arrived. The man came with a tray of drinks and food. He put the food and drinks through the cracks in the iron bars.

Aleta who saw it immediately approached the man. Of course, her instinct to be free made her hurriedly try to grab the man's hand.

"Hey, please. Let me go! What are you getting by locking me up. I don't have anything, please let me go. Please!" Aleta tugged on the man's hand, but the man pushed her roughly.

Aleta fell backwards until her back hit Ethan. Ethan reflexively caught Aleta's body in front of him.

"Eat quietly and don't make trouble if you don't want to die!" the man snapped before leaving the prison where Aleta and Ethan were.

Aleta was still in Ethan's arms because she was surprised by the man's treatment. Ethan closed his eyes, inhaling a scent that was so sweet coming from Aleta's body. But after a while, Ethan opened his eyes and whispered in the girl's ear.

"Are you okay?" Ethan whispered in the girl's ear.

Aleta was shocked! She immediately got up and turned around and sat in front of Ethan. It seemed like she just realized that she fell on Ethan's body earlier.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. It was because that guy pushed me earlier," Aleta said.

"It's okay, just relax. But I must warn you, if there are guards delivering food again, you don't need to shout. To put it bluntly, it's useless! You're just making yourself tired."

"But I want to get out of here." Aleta's facial expression looked sad.

Ethan raised a hand and rubbed Aleta's face.

"Take it easy, you'll be free. Trust me." Ethan tried to calm Aleta down.

"Why should I trust you. How are you sure I'll be free?" Aleta squinted her eyes looking at Ethan.

"Uhmmm .... other instincts," Ethan replied simply.

Aleta chuckled at that.

"Well that's better. You look pretty when you're laughing," Ethan added again.

Aleta pouted, pursing her lips.

"I don't want to be pretty, I just want to be free from here," she replied.

Ethan laughed too and rubbed Aleta's head.

"You should eat more now. You need energy to survive here."

Aleta took the food and drink that was placed near the bars and moved it to Ethan. The girl then returned to sit next to Ethan.

"What if this food has poison in it?" Aleta muttered as she tilted her head.

"No way," Ethan argued casually.

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because it's impossible. The pattern of Gordon's men is obvious. They're not ones to take a life the easy way. Giving poison will only make death easier." Ethan spoke in a confident tone.

"But..." Aleta looked doubtful again.

Wanting to dispel Aleta's doubts, Ethan finally spooned some food into her mouth. He then opened a mineral bottle and drank from it. Aleta looked dumbfounded by that.

"Look, I'm fine, right?"

"You're absolutely right. Maybe there's no poison in this food. But still, I have no appetite. How can I eat in this state?" said Aleta with a haggard face.

"Do this for yourself. You have to at least stay alive if you want to be free. You don't want to die silly just because you didn't eat, do you? Eat, I'll keep you company."

And again Ethan's words were true. Aleta had to survive if she wanted to get out of here.

"Okay." Aleta began to spoon the food into her mouth. And actually, the taste of this food was not bad.

Aleta and Ethan ate while occasionally saying a few words. They were indeed in prison. But the atmosphere felt like they were having a casual meal indoors.

Ethan probably succeeded in making Aleta feel more relaxed. Whereas before, Aleta felt panicked when she knew she was locked up here.

"After all these years, this is the first time I can talk to someone again. Even though I'm still cooped up in here, but I feel a little better having someone to talk to." Ethan said so after their meal was already halfway over.

"I can't say that I'm happy to be here. Who's a crazy person who likes being imprisoned. I just think I'm grateful that I'm not alone," Aleta replied as she chewed her food.

"Ha ha ha, I'm starting to have evil intentions to keep you here. How about I break your legs so you can't go anywhere."

Aleta reflexively turned her head and glared at Ethan.

"I'm just kidding. Don't glare at me like that!" scolded Ethan.

"You're scary. But I have a question to ask." Aleta was still busy chewing her food.

"What would happen to you here if I got out first?" asked Aleta casually. She had no idea that the question had such an impact on Ethan.

***

Ethan turned his head towards a girl who was currently sleeping on the floor beside him. The girl was sleeping with a very calm and peaceful face. Ethan smiled and touched the girl's face gently. Today everything went smoothly and almost too perfectly. But alas, this was only the beginning.

Ethan removed the chains that shackled his legs with ease. He then moved closer to the girl, inhaling the intoxicating sweet scent that made him forget himself since the first time they met.

"Aahhh... it gets sweeter up close," Ethan murmured.

The man longed to embrace the girl, to take her in his arms, to hold her, to touch her. But not now. Not when the plan was just getting started. He had to restrain himself if he wanted things to go smoothly.

Ethan got up and easily opened the bars. He walked up several flights of stairs until he reached a room.

Without knocking, Ethan simply walked into a red room with all sorts of gruesome trinkets on the walls. On a large dark bed, a pair of men and women seemed to be struggling with some screams and sighs.

Ethan's arrival was dismissed as an afterthought, even though they knew he was in the room. A show that Ethan was sick of. However, Ethan had no other options yet. The only ally who could carry out his plan. Someone who shared the same goal as him was just that person.

"I'll be done in half an hour. Etson, you can either join or be a spectator over there."

Yes... Esson, Esson Ricardo!