Chapter 5

Lucia whimpered feeling a wet thing tickle her skin. Her nose sniffed out something different. A mix of strong tobacco smell with a tint of raw air freshener. A masculine scent which she wasn't familiar of. As if dawning hard on her she quickly opened her eyes only to have her breathing ceased.

She couldn't believe he was almost on top of her. His tongue was licking behind her ear. She immediately started to shiver as her breathing was now turning harsh. Sylvester sensed her body and looked at her from the corner of his eyes. A deep smile came on his lips while Lucia couldn't stop looking at him. As if she wasn't ever going to blink.

She tried to move away but quickly hissed with a whimper again. Looking down she found the gunshot on her thigh had her whole lap soaked in her blood. She was in excruciating pain and had to bit her mouth. Even the now hot room didn't stop her from shivering. She was sure she was going to bleed to death soon.

Not only that but Lucia also found both her arms handcuffed to two of the vertical columns of the bed. She was shaking with dread all over and tried to pull her arm but it only caused bruises to form on her wrists. Sylvester calmly watched her with almost no interest. But there was something about her that just hit him. She didn't want to die but of course nobody ever wants to die. At least not a long painful death.

“P-please let...me go.” Lucia pleaded and looked around the room. The dark red and black colours everywhere was only making her feel spaced out. It was too creepy and that wasn't even the worst part than having the demon almost on top of her. She couldn't believe he was this close to her.

“Tell me something. What did you tell her? That I will handle Sylvester. Or that I will trap him and control him?” Sylvester had a cunning smile on his face while Lucia had her face confused by what he was even saying.

She was quick to shook her head. “I-I don't know...what you mean...” Lucia felt like she couldn't breathe properly. She closed her eyes and squeezed out her tears. She wonders why Liliana had put her in such a mess with the devil. But then another look at her thigh and she didn't want to think anymore. Her entire leg could be wasted and she might not be living for long either.

“You are Liliana's sister aren't you?” Sylvester got his finger in her brown locks and took a moment to look at her face. “You look like an angel.”

Lucia squeezed her eyes tightly and begged. “I...I am bleeding. I-I don't want to die please...” More than anything her injured thigh was still her main concern. Her words caused Sylvester to let out a laugh. “My angel nobody wants to die. It's a common trait in all of us humans.”

“Please...just let me go. I don't know anything. I...I am no one to my sister. S-she left me and went away.” Lucia was sobbing and she shivered the more when his finger came to rub her bruised cheek. “My men were very hard on you right?” Sylvester asked and when Lucia didn't respond he kicked her wounded thigh causing Lucia to yelp out in sheer pain.

“I fucking hate it when am being ignored, angel.” He writhed angrily inside her ear and held her face harshly forcing her to look at him. “Did you hear what I just told you?” He asked. Lucia looked at his dark silver orbs that were almost about to ignite flames on her she quickly nodded.

“I want words.” Sylvester said drawing out her lower lip and Lucia fought to open her mouth and whispered. “Yes...My Lord.”

“Now tell me angel. Where is your bitch of a sister hiding?” He asked staring into her scared eyes. Lucia gulped and shooked her head while answering. “I know nothing...please believe me. I...don't know anything.”

“I bet you thought you could get my attention and you two sisters would want to toy with me. Right?” Sylvester raised a brow while Lucia stared at him in shock because of his theories. She wondered where he could even think like that. She had been hiding in this city for over ten years and already knew the rules and norms about not messing with Kings. She still couldn't believe that her sister could ever dare to mess with Sylvester King.

Liliana could never get over their new and drastically changed lifestyle. They were like princesses falling from grace and unlike Lucia who easily adapted to their new life Liliana never got used to it all. Instead she found herself at the feet of drugs and other abusive substances to get her mind off reality.

Lucia could recall how Liliana used to speak all the time about meeting a rich young man and can become his lover or mistress just for the money. It didn't matter to her if the man would be married or not. All Liliana cared about was the money.

“Y-you are...mistaken My Lord,” Lucia started crying loudly and Sylvester was now getting irritated.

“Oh please stop with the loud wailing. Come on now don't do this.” Sylvester warned her and Lucia quickly clamped up her shaky mouth. Her eyes were red and teary. She wondered what he would do to her. Her head felt so heavy that she couldn't even imagine how much blood she had lost from her wounded thigh.

Lucia saw him become very much serious. His eyes dark and very distant. The smile on his face had vanished. Lucia couldn't believe she was tasting the worst kind of emotion right now which was fear. She was experiencing both pain and fear.

“What is your name?”

“Lucia.” She replied.

Sylvester cocked his head to the side. “Am pretty sure Lucia has a last name?”

And, this got Lucia to be on alert. There was no way she could give out her last name to him. She couldn't afford to be discovered. It was the reason why she even migrated with her younger sister to this city despite knowing it was a dangerous place.

“Lucia Collen.” Lucia chose to give out her mother's last name.

Sylvester now had a smile on his face. “There we go. We've got a nice name am I right? Miss Collen.” Lucia could see Sylvester was smiling way too much. He was trying his best to stay very calm and not lose his temper in the next split second. The amount of fear in her rose even more.

“For how long you and your sister have been living in my city?”

“M-mor...more than nine years.” Lucia answered.

“Any families or relations?”

“No one My Lord. My family is dead. It's only myself and my sister.”

Sylvester hummed with a nod and got his fingers roaming on her chest. Lucia was now heaving even more seeing that she was fully exposed to him. “Alright angel. My next question and you better be truthful about this one. Who are you fucking? Who is your lover?”

Lucia was quick to shook her head. “Nobody My Lord. I don't have a lover. I...I have no one.”

Sylvester became curious and was puzzled as well. “And, why didn't you? You certainly are swelling up in the right areas. Am sure the men around you definitely would have.” Lucia could see from the corner of her eyes that he was checking her out. And, his lips curled up in amusement.

“It was only my sister and I. I had to work hard for both of us. I didn't have the time to even have a boyfriend sir let alone having sex with any random man.”

A pleased smile was on Sylvester's face. “So you are untouched then. We can surely find out if you are lying?” Sylvester grinned.

Lucia was unfazed by this question. “I assure you My Lord that I am an untouched woman.”

“Alright then angel. I do believe you. One last question and your answer can determine if I choose to let you live or I end all of this right here and now. What do you say?” He smiled. Lucia had her heart up her throat already feeling her end nearing.

“Where is your sister and Fermin hiding?” Sylvester watched her closely. Lucia's confused stare got Sylvester to say. “Your bitch of a sister was mine once. Liliana was a fucking slut when I met her at one of my clubs. I wanted her and picked her out of the gutter. She was going to become my queen and rule alongside me. But then my father's words came true. All women are blemished and are all whores. They are loyal to no man.”

Lucia's eyes widened with dread and sweat drops forming on her forehead when Sylvester's callous hand came close to holding her neck. Sylvester wasn't frowning but within him was a bubbling anger and rage ready to burst out.

“Liliana dared to fuck with my nephew and if that wasn't enough she fucking eloped with my nephew and fucking dared to call me a motherfucker through the security cameras. That bitch and Fermin both owe me their lives. And, I won't rest until I have them both skinned alive and burnt to death.” Sylvester seethed with a creepy smile on his face.

He grabbed hold of Lucia's neck and asked her. “Now tell me where they both are hiding.”

More tears rolled down her cheeks as she was sobbing but before she could talk Sylvester told her. “Remember if I don't like your answer then this game is over angel.”

Lucia closed her eyes for a second before saying. “Then you would have to kill me because...I know nothing of my sister's whereabouts My Lord.” She had nothing to offer him in exchange for him sparing her life. She already knew he would kill her any minute now for not having the information he wanted.

Just then a knock came on the door. Sylvester's eyes turned dark as he looked at the door. He knew none of his men would dare to disturb him while he was in his playroom. He had a gun next to him on the bed and he took it and got down from the bed while loading the gun.

Lucia had her breathing ragged and had her eyes at the door too. Sylvester got to the door and wanting to open the door he heard Danilo's voice from outside the door. “Open up Sylvester. We have to talk. You can't kill that woman just yet.”

Sylvester unlocked the door and opened it and Danilo rushed inside only to pause in his steps and look at Lucia handcuffed to the bed with her shirt torn open with only her bra out on display.

“What do you fucking mean that I can't kill this bitch Danilo?” Sylvester was more raged right now. His fingers tickling him to just pull the trigger at that bitch's sister.

“You can't do that. At least not right now. You have to marry her and make her your wife Sylvester.” Danilo repiled and now Sylvester was more than eager to shoot his brother for now thinking something this stupid. But of course couldn't.

Lucia heard Danilo and immediately saw that chance she could be of some service or usefulness. She didn't hesitate when she spoke out. “Marry me.”