04: Being Audacious With The Devil.

Leonor wasn't fazed by his anger, his dark and dangerous aura didn't mean anything to her, as her whole being just wanted to make sure her brother was safe. She glared fiercely at Armando, and he was taken aback once more by her audacity, he wondered if she was just clueless as to who he was, or if she was being stupid.

"Look here, I only agreed to follow you because of my brother. So if you do anything to Elpidio, then I promise I will—" Armando finally had enough of her and grabbed her fiercely by the chin. His nails dug mercilessly into her skin, and she couldn't help but cry at how much her cheeks stung.

"Listen, girl, you don't get to make threats. Hell! You don't even get to speak. So if you dare to utter one more word, I promise I'll tie you to this car and drive it all the way to the next town, you hear me?" The seriousness in his tone told Leonor that he wasn't bluffing, and so she managed to nod her head slowly while more tears streamed down her cheeks.

Armando's eyes flickered seeing her terrified and let go of her, feeling a bit uneasy. His men all stood in silence, watching the scene play in front of them. They were happy that their Master had taught the imprudent girl a lesson, so now she would probably shut her mouth and give their ears a resting space from her whining.

Armando opened the backseat and pushed her inside, Leonor grimaced as her arm hit the seat furiously. She adjusted herself immediately and snapped her gaze to Armando.

Their gazes held for a while, both showing how they hated each other, and at any slightest opportunity they had they would tear each other into pieces.

Armando's jaw clenched and he closed the door before he walked over to the other side and sat next to her. Two of his men entered the front seats, and he gestured to them to start the car.

The one in the driver's seat immediately started up the car and drove off, with the other men in two black cars following them from behind.

Leonor glared at the window trying not to spare the devil a glance, she couldn't even breathe in the same air as him, she hated how she kept shaking and breathing heavily, due to his dark aura.

After a while, she mustered up courage and managed to sneak a peak behind them to find several black cars following closely behind, and up ahead was her family house. With a broken heart, she sunk back into the seat as she mentally prayed that Elpidio would be okay.

The car drove at bullet speed for a few more hours until it got to a massive estate. The driver stopped by the gate and sent a text before the estate gates opened. It drove at a more controlled pace up to a villa. This was Armando's estate and his villa too. It was located atop a hill overlooking the city. It has an imposing structure with massive buildings with sprawling grounds, high walls, and tight security. Even a fly couldn't go in unnoticed, and there were obvious cameras everywhere.

Leonor looked out the car window and saw hundreds of armed men standing guard waiting outside the villa gates. The driver stopped by the second gate once more and sent a text before the gates opened.

"So much for securities," she muttered under her breath and began wondering if she could escape this place if she wanted to because it seemed impossible.

There's no escaping such a place. Especially with his men in every corner. Even the gates had laser wires atop them and a sniper too, so if anyone had managed to sneak away from the men, they'd still have to magically pass over the lasers and then snipers too.

The car finally pulled over at the entrance of the huge, white mansion. Armando immediately got out of the car with his men, but Leonor remained in the car wondering what was going to befall her. The fear had her held down in place as beads of sweat formed on her forehead.

"Are you going to get out, or should I kick you out?" Armando's deep tone jolted Leonor from her trance.

"I was about to," she glared and stepped out of the car.

Armando's gaze darkened, invading her space. "What did you say?"

"Nothing," Leonor chewed on her words and avoided staring at his face. Instead, she gazed around her and was awed by such luxury, then her eyes flickered to the man standing before her. He looked at her unfazed and coldly before turning to walk away.

"Follow me." He said over his shoulder and began walking into the building. Leonor followed him closely behind. An astonished gasped her lips as she entered the main building, if she had thought the exterior was amazing, then the interior was pure grandeur.

"Are you going to follow me or foolishly ogle over materialistic things?" Armando spat, irritated by how she was almost drooling over his home. Frightened by his tone, she immediately picked up her pace and followed him into a room.

A room?

He got in and began unbuttoning his shirt immediately, Leonor watched confused and fear gripped her wondering what he was doing. "N-no no, this isn't part of the deal s-sir, we cannot do this." she stuttered, suddenly moving backward in her tracks.

Armando knew what she was thinking about and smirked at her innocent facade. He didn't care though because soon he'd break all her walls and she'd finally reveal her true self to him.

He began to walk closer to her. "Don't come any closer to me," Leonor warned, her eyes darting around, probably looking for an object she would use to hit him if things went wary.

"Or what?" Armando asked, stopping right in front of her, Leonor covered her eyes with her hands to block herself from staring at his chest and a slight chuckle escaped Armando's lips.

His hands reached out to her hair, and he let his fingers wander in her soft silky hair. Leonor's hand searched for a vase or book to hit him, anything to do away with the devil in front of her. Just then, a knock came in from the door and Armando moved away from her, his jaw twitching.

"Come in," he ordered and the door opened and beautiful young, vibrant ladies buzzed in, in a straight composed line.

They all wore different maid uniforms, but theirs seemed to be different. Leonor felt uncomfortable by how their clothes showed too much cleavage and some girls had their nipples slightly popped out of the tight gowns.

She thought since she was going to be staying with Armando, she would have to be a maid in his mansion, but now upon seeing the uniforms she didn't think it was such a good idea. "Lorena, that's..."

Armando looked towards Leonor with a questioning gaze, and she immediately took the hint.

"Leonor." She said.

"Tell her all about her job here," Armando said and walked to a seat before lazily sipping the alcoholic contents from the glass cup one of the maids had brought to him.

A woman stepped forward before Leonor, she had a seductive smile on her face, and even her heels sounded erotic against the tiled floors.

"I will take you to your room and give you your uniform. You are to wear it whenever you are to work. You will be assigned to do house chores just like the other new maids before you. And then once Master Armando wants you to bed with him, he'll call for you, and you'll have a new change of clothes. Don't--"

"Wait!" Leonor wasn't concerned about what next she wanted to say, all she cared about was what was already said. "What do you mean, bed with him?"

"Bed with Master Armando. Reduce your tone, do you want to get punished." Lorena advised cautiously as she gave Master Armando a side glance.

"I'm sorry, but that's not what I'm here for. I'll only work here until my brother can pay off his debts' sir. I...I can't do this." Her firm resolve baffled every single girl there. They were all dying to be held by Armando and all wanted to be his bed warmer every night, but there was a girl who was strongly against it. Who was she? Or was she just seeking attention from their Master?

All the girls present began to feel resentment towards Leonor because of her imprudent nature. And they awaited anxiously for their Master to walk over and punish her. Even Lorena wanted to slap her for saying such words without a tinge or trace of fear in her eyes, but Lorena decided to leave the punishing for their Master, as his punishments were always the most severe.

Armando's expression was blank and cold, making everyone hold their breaths in fear. He lazily studded towards Leonor, who had her head bowed while her fingers anxiously played together. The other girls smiled with satisfaction as they saw this, and some of them even began cursing at her in their minds.

"Kneel." He ordered her.

Leonor, who was confused by his order, looked up at him with creased brows. "What?"

"Did I stutter?"

She couldn't kneel, his eyes warned her to, but her pride was unable to let her. Two other girls came forth to push her down to her feet. "Let go of me!" Leonor struggled against the girls, she squirmed against their will to make her knee and they let go of her when they were frustrated.

Leonor tried to compose her balance as she staggered. "Hey, don't you think this is a bit too much? What are you? A sadist?" She glared at him and his gaze darkened.

Who the fuck does this girl thought she was? Armando thought furiously.

The girls gasped as they heard her say this, and they all concluded that today would most definitely be her last day on Earth. She was more or less Gator food at this point.  No one dared speak in such a manner to Master Armando unless you wanted to die.

"Do you wish for death?" Armando asked furiously, his blood boiling in rage. "No, I don't. Look, I can do whatever you want me to do. I'll work day and night if I have to, but I will not be treated as a sex toy." Leonor retorted and another gasp erupted from the girls in the room.

Armando backed off, nodding his head slowly as he walked back to his table. The girls all saw him open the side draw and took a few steps away from Leonor. He clocked the gun and immediately pointed it right at her head, she immediately closed her eyes as tears seeped forth.

Armando saw this and let out a devilish laugh, so scary that it made goosebumps creep all over her skin.

"You know, you amaze me. You act all prideful and mighty at some point like you've got something in you. But once in the face of danger, you cower away and shake like a frightened bunny. What are you, girl?" He hissed, walking up to her.

"Well, whatever you are. You are in my territory. Under my roof. And you will do exactly as I say." He gritted.

"And if not?" This time she asked in a low tone as though not being imprudent but just curious.

How daring she was?

Armando pushed her to the wall, his hand wrapped around her neck and it took all in him not to strangle her on the spot. "Then you'll get punished. And for being so audacious just now, you will be locked up in the cell room for a week. Reflect on yourself and think about the reality of your situation, the sooner, the better. And after that, you'll be released and work accordingly. I don't house freeloaders."

Death flashed before Leonor's eyes, his grip around her neck was beginning to choke her and she never appreciated having air flow through her lungs until this moment as she struggled to breathe, her eyes stung with hot tears threatening to spill down her face.

She truly couldn't stay here, she had to find a way to escape, or else she had no idea what evil things Armando had in store for her.

As though reading her thoughts, Armando said; "Don't think that you can leave here. If you try, then I'll personally kill you on the spot before eliminating your brother, " he warned before releasing her and Leonor fell on her knees, sucking in much air as she could.

Armando returned to his study desk he pressed a button underneath the table and two men came in.

"Lock her up in the cell room for a week until she learns her lesson," he ordered, and they immediately grabbed each side of her arms, dragging her out with some of the girls laughing and mocking her.

"Where are you taking me?" Leonor cried, but the men ignored her and carried her out.

The place they were taking her did not seem like a good place to be, as she could see that the scary-looking men had a nasty smirk on their faces.

They threw her into the dungeon ground and Leonor groaned, she looked up to see the men hadn't gone.

"Lay easy, girl." One of the men with a scar on his left eye said, his hands settling on his belt.

Leonor's face turned pale, fear gripping her.

What were they going to do to her?