“How dare you record me without my consent. That's harassment!" Gloria tried to play the victim.“Hey, quit the act. I know what you need and now I have gotten more than enough evidence to put you behind bars," Detective James said.“You can't put me behind bars just because I lied about the Nigerian prince," Gloria acted unfazed.“True but I can and will get you locked up for the disappearance of your friend, Ella." The detective said.“And what proof do you have that I had anything to do with Ella's disappearance?"“Oh it will shock you how much evidence I got. For one I know you were with Ella at the club the night she went missing despite testifying you had not been with her the entire day and don't even try to deny it because I have surveillance footages as prove, couple with the fact that you intentionally provided false, fabricated culprit as a decoy to mislead and manipulate the case away from you. Smart move, really smart move but your games are over," the detective said and
Ella was busy lying on the bed sleeping when suddenly someone barged into the room in the middle of the night waking her up from her sleep in a jumpMarcel?She was surprised to see it was Marcel but she felt a brief relief that it was him and wasn't someone else as she had initially thought it was a thief that had broken in however she quickly noticed there was something off with him. Something definitely was off with him.Marcel had his white shirt unbuttoned completely revealing all his sexy body and he had his eyes constantly on Ella like a hawk stalking its prey. Ella could see a familiar hunger in his eyes, the same hunger she had seen in her previous abductor Elijah and Marcel's best friend Eden. A hunger to have her body!“Why are you here? What do you want?" Ella asked as she no longer felt safe with him in the room anymore.“I can't think straight...I can't control myself anymore...I can't hold it any longer.." Marcel spoke in a low, forced tone like he was starved of oxyge
The maid led me to Marcel's room as I wasn't familiar with this building and didn't know where Marcel's room or chamber was as she called it.“Here. This is Senor Marcel's chamber," she said pointing at a brown painted wooden door that had some sculptural imprints on them.“Thank you," I responded and then she smiled before taking her leave.I stood staring at the door for some lengthy seconds without knocking. The reason was not that I was observing or admiring the designs on the door frame. Far from that. The truth is that I was trying to compose and prepare myself to face Marcel after last night's weird, strange dream as I feared he would be able read my thoughts just by looking at my face.Gosh so embarrassing!After I had gotten a measure of composure I slowly knocked on the door and a few seconds went by before I got a response.“Come on in."No mistaking that was Marcel's voice and just the sound of it was making me nervous. Taking in deep breaths I opened the door and walked i
Marcel's Iris and pupils only changed to golden yellow for a brief moment before they returned back to its initial crystal blue color and one could tell it wasn't a deliberate act on his part but more like a reflex action that he had no control over however a smile formed on the old lady's face as she was quick enough to notice the change in color of Marcel's eyes.”Ah, gelosia (spirit of jealousy)." She muttered softly to herself.“What are these entities you speak of?" Marcel inquired, his tone carrying a bit of urgency.“They are inside you so you should be the one telling me. Don't you hear their voices? Don't they speak to you?" She said and Marcel narrowed his gaze at her.“How do you know all these? Who are you?..What are you?"“Well some call me mother, others, old lady and there are those who call me I gelosia, witch. I guess I am all of those things," she said with a smile.”So you see things?"“I do."“So tell me what are these creatures I keep drawing in my painting and ho
I panicked as I was certain I had been caught. He must have seen the book so I wanted to turn around and apologize for taking the book out of the library without any consent...“I think you dropped this," the Butler said and before I could speak and when I finally turned around I saw he was holding onto an earring.Huh? I was a bit lost.“Is this yours?" He had to ask to get me to focus. I quickly touched my ears and saw that my left ear was missing a ring.“Oh thanks. It must have fallen off my ear when I got up." I said and quickly collected it from his hands.“It's alright," he said with a collected demeanor.“I will be leaving now. Thanks," I said with a forced smile before scampering away from the library so that he wouldn't notice I was hiding the book.On getting to my room I heaved a sigh of relief.That was close.Bringing out the book of my dress I stared at it one time, observantly then I slowly walked towards the bed- Climbing the bed I sat down, resting my back and head
As Ella fell asleep on Marcel's shoulder he couldn't help but notice how relaxed it made him feel. His demons which were previously taunting and troubling him had suddenly gone calm like the night windless sea as if they were enjoying the feeling of her so close to them. Or maybe he is the one enjoying it?”We have gotten to the airport boss." Marcel's guard at the front seat announced to Marcel.“Should I wake her up?" He further stated his face pointing towards Ella.”No," Marcel replied rather abruptly.“I will take care of it." His voice returned back to its calm, collective tone.Glancing at Ella for some seconds as if he was deciding what to do with her Marcel then gently wrapped his arms around her as he slowly lifted her up from the chair in a bridal style. In this position he carried her to his private jet that was already ready for take off.All the while Marcel kept stealing glances of Ella's face as he carried her and he couldn't deny how incredibly beautiful and innocent
Inside a private chamber Marcel and Eden discussed.“So what is it you wanted to tell me?" Marcel asked as he poured himself a glass of tequila and Eden gave a weak sigh.“One of our cargos in the eastern sea got hit," he informed.“By who?" Marcel asked his tone carrying some particles of annoyance.“An unknown gang but I think they might be connected to Gustavo," Eden said and Marcel raised his brow.“And why will you say so?" He asked.“Well because of this," Eden replied, bringing out what looks like a piece of paper.“What does it say?" Marcel asked.“They are asking for the release of Gustavo unless more cargoes will be going down," Eden said but instead of getting angry like Eden expected Marcel smiled leaving Eden kinda perplexed.“Are you sure you heard what I said?"“I heard you perfectly," Marcel replied with a smile still on his face but then his expression became darkened.“It took them long enough."“How do you want us to handle this?" Eden asked.“Simple. We will give t
With Isabella leading the way we hurried out the now silent mansion. I can't believe the plan actually worked. However on our way out we saw Kyle standing just outside the door of his room. He must have not eaten the food like I instructed him to. Does this mean he has changed his mind and wants to leave with me?“Kyle. Let's go," I beaconed for him to come but he just stared at me before entering into his room and closing the door shut behind him.I felt sadness in my heart. Why will he choose to be a prisoner rather than being free?“Leave him alone. We have to leave now before Marcel returns," Isabella said, and she dragged me by the hand before I could say anything.We came out of the building and I could see some of the guards sleeping on the floor almost lifeless and I became somewhat worried.Isabella must have read my expression as she said to me. “Don't worry they ain't dead just peacefully asleep," she smiled before. “Let's get going." She abducted an urgent tone.Advancing