TWISTED EMPIRE
Twisted Empire – Episode 47&48
(Her Blade, His Neck )
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[Daybreak, Healthcare]
The more the day cracked, the more the shock washed off Sergeant Kash’s body, but despite that, he still wasn’t fully recovered by 7am.
“You’re telling me you both planned this with the healthcare workers, medics and old doctors?” He asked, trying to get a better hang of it.
He’s standing in front of the healthcare with Teal who smiled slightly, tying her hair in a messy ponytail and braiding it all the way down as she put her weight on the wall.
“He knew there was only one poorly equipped healthcare in this island, so he called them last night and made arrangements before we came. We had to make things look real to lure the secretary inside” she explained with a a shrug, and Sergeant Kash sat on the available bench, trying to soak it in.
And the fact that he choked Teal…
His eyes suddenly went up to her neck, and when he saw his fingerprints, he stood with a gasp.
“What?” She blinked.
“I choked you, my fingerprints is there. I don’t think Master is gon take it lightly if he finds out” There’s fear in his voice as he spoke.
“It’s nothing, he chokes me too” Teal shrugged.
‘And you like that’ her silly subconscious told her, and she cursed at that sick voice.
“No that’s different, he’s your husband. I’d be angry if I found another man’s fingerprints on my wife” Kash insisted.
“He wouldn’t kill you just because you choked me. Besides, our coupling is by words, you don’t see any ring on me” she replied.
Sergeant Kash sighed, knowing she’s stubborn. He can only start hoping for Four not to get angry—and kill him.
“So what’s gonna happen to the secretary?” He asked.
Teal sat beside him on the bench.
Probably dead” she replied.
‘He’s not who we thought he was. He might be involved in your parents death’
Uncle Dave’s words stabbed Teal in the gut, and she swallowed imaginary blood.
She has been trying to forget the words since she returned from her hometown, but she just can’t.
“You ok?” Sergeant Kash asked her when he noticed she zoned out.
“I’m fine”
“Where is he by the way?” Kash stood, looking impatient.
“By the sea, fishing” she replied, and he frowned as another confusion set in.
“Fishing?”
—
[Seaside]
The air is thorny and frigidly harsh, making the morning a overly cold one, coupled with the cloudy fog.
Four stood at the shore of the freezing sea, holding a fishing hook suspended on a fishing line, tied to a rod.
The cries of the secretary mixed with the angry crashes of the water currents, and Four looked back at him.
He’s laying on the shore with holes in his eye sockets instead of eyes—his eyes are gone, and the two balls are in a flat kidney plate beside Four.
The holes in his eyes are looking so obscure and macabre, belonging in a horror nightmare, and blood is gushing out of the holes like a colourful canvas sample.
“Please spare me!! Please I promise to release everything I’ve made from working with the President! . . . I promise to give every penny to you! Spare me!!!” He begged and begged.
Four squatted beside him, smiling like the architect and finisher of all the chaos in this world.
“I killed people who didn’t deserve death. I killed saints and spilled the blood of saintesses. So who’re you to even beg for breaths? You’ll be greedy till the end, isn’t it?” He said, his chill voice rolling with the sea currents.
The secretary went silent, but his lips are shaking, and his fingers are nearly crusting like ice beside him.
He wants to continue talking, but he knows it’ll spell more doom which he’s not ready for.
“Keep quiet, don’t provoke me to kill you quicker, and crueller” Four muttered, tapping his cheek twice before picking one of his eyeballs from the plate.
He attached the eyeball to the fishing hook and suspended it in the sea.
He counted the minutes with his head, and in exactly two, a fish ate the ball and got caught in the hook.
He lifted the unlucky fish who’s twisting like salted worm, and he released it into the plate before picking the second eyeball.
He caught a fish with it too, just like the first one, they’re both salmon fishes. He wrapped them up, and a delivery bike came riding to the shore. The rider is wearing a black helmet, so his face is unseen.
Four handed him the packaged fishes, and the biker left, his bike tires leaving no trails on the sand.
“How many people have you killed for the President?” Four asked the secretary who’s still laying still.
His jaws loosened, and the hypothermic blue of his skin deepened.
“4 people. First was his major opponent in the election when he was contesting for president. Second and third were Xanthe’s ex girlfriend and her father…I killed them cos the President didn’t like the lady. Fourth was the owner of a research company, and that happened even before he became President” he explained with painful sniffles.
The fact that he’s not seeing anything as he talked is torture on it’s own.
“I’d have been the fifth if you got me. Too bad, its not my time yet.” Four changed position, shifting back from him
“Do you know where bullets hurt most?” He sighed wolfishly, pulling his gun from where the had kept it beside his hoops.
The secretary began shaking again. The blood in his eye holes have stopped pouring now, and cold air is penetrating into his system through the holes. He looks miserable.
“First place, the hip bone” Four said, firing bullets at his hip bones on both sides.
“No!!!! Aurhhh!!! I begged you!!! Damnit!!!!” He howled like a baned wolf, his blood exploding from his shot hips to the sand, into the sea.
“Second place, the knees” Four sighed boringly again, shooting his two knees.
“Urggg!!! Please stop!!! Please stop!!!” Another cry bursted from his throat as his kneecaps ripped apart, cracking at the bullet impact and letting out cold blood too.
“Ah… You enjoying the lessons?” Four angled his head sideways, pushing his rough hair away from his eyes.
“I beg you … I beg you with your hidden soul! I beg you please spare me…spare me” the secretary sniffled, his body already going limp.
“Tell that to someone who has a stupid soul, and the third place is the cranium, deep inside your brain” Four replied, firing three bullets into his head.
His body went completely limp as his neck and mouth lost all strength.
Life slipped out of him, and Four returned his gun to the hoop straps.
With a simple boot push, the secretary’s lifeless body fell into the sea, getting carried away by the crashing currents.
Four returned to the healthcare, and both Kash and Teal stood from where they sat.
The first thing his eyes caught was the fingerprints on Teal’s neck, then the look of guilt on Kash’s face.
He got it immediately.
“What did you do to him?” Teal asked, but instead of answering, he took a wide step towards Kash.
“He did it cos he was protective of you! Stop it!” Teal blocked him.
“No one else touches your neck. Do I have to write it on your forehead with your blood?” Four glared.
“I just said he did it cos he was overprotective of you!” Teal held his clenched arms.
“Am I supposed to start caring? He should know to not touch or leave fingerprints on what I own” Four’s voice turned heavy.
“It won’t happen again, Master. I’m sorry. I wasn’t carried along, so I got really paranoid and scared when I saw you laying on that bed. I’ll be more careful from now on” Kash spoke softly.
Four’s chest still stayed inflated, but his eyes peeled away from Kash.
“Return to the base” he said.
“Now? What about you and Private Teal?” Kash replied surprisingly.
“We came here for a night out, nothing is stopping that. We’ll return to Athens tomorrow” Four said.
“I understand” Kash did a chest push.
“Carry on with the additional trainings of the squad, next mission is in a week” Four got his phone.
“You received usman’s texts?” Kash almost gasped.
“Wait…he texts you?” Teal blinked rapidly.
“Obviously” Four replied, showing Kash the text on his screen.
“A stone town? We’re to locate the town ourselves this time? He’s insane, and I’m tired of having to admit that all the time” Kash muttered.
“And don’t try to find out who shot me, he’s Teal’s Uncle” Four broke the news, and Teal gasped as her eyes met with Kash’s.
“Why?” He asked slowly.
“Following the President’s orders, just like the secretary” Four explained.
“Damn… Not the President again”Kash muttered, the need to behead the President shadowed him.
Two minutes later, he drove out of the healthcare with the Sergeants, then another car came for Teal and Four.
Teal flung the door open and jumped inside. She was about to loop the seatbelt on herself when Four hopped in with her, taking it from her and looping it for her.
“I’m no damsel in distress, stop playing hero” she muttered.
“You’re whatever the f+ck I say you are, drop the attitude” he replied, and she rolled eyes.
“You didn’t tell me Usman contacts you” she said.
“So what if I told you? Your knowledge would have caught up with him somehow?” He gave her a stare, his eyes trailing her cleavage.
“I’m a part of your squad, you should at least consider that” she flared.
“Only Sergeant Kash and Blackie are aware. The squad members are in the dark about it. Are you asking for special treatment cos you’re my wife?” She saw him smirk.
He’s enjoying this.
“Is that bad?” She smirked back.
“That’s two” he replied.
“You…”
“Me what?” He egged her on with an evil squint, and she stretched her hand to his chest to lodge a punch, but he caught the punch and dragged her to his laps with that hand.
His hand went to her chest, pulling up her dress to cover her cleavage, then he deeply kissed the skin despite the blood gums.
At this rate, she’d have to try and get used to his touchy-touchy and body gumming everytime.
She could smell gin from him, meaning he drank when he was at the sea.
How much he loves that drink.
“Will you kill my uncles?” She asked suddenly, and he raised his head from her cleavage.
“Depends on my mood” he muttered.
“Uncle Paul didn’t succeed in killing you, so I think he’s worth to spare” she quickly said.
Four brought an hand to the back of her neck stroking.
“The secretary didn’t succeed in killing me too, but I gouged his eyes and planted seven bullets in his body before rolling him into the sea. I’ll decide the fate of your Uncle when I’m less busy”
“F+ck you” Teal muttered.
“Of course I’ll f+ck your every hole and claim you properly like my wife, very soon. And that’s 3” he curtly replied.
Teal went shut.
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[Presidential Office]
President Spyros was getting highly impatient as the minutes whiled past, running too much.
He’s currently in a Security council meeting with the heads of Security sectors, and he can’t concentrate as the meeting unfolded in the air-conditioned room.
His mind is far away, hoping that his errand secretary is safe.
His official secretary—Mrs. Katerina is right beside him in the room.
“The face of the army who disposed the human bombs is Four DeVille, the General’s first son. I’m proposing a promotion. Maybe it’s finally time for General Pedro to step down for his son” the head of security (HOS) said, and that snapped President Spyros out of his daze so fast.
“Make him the General cos he disposed bombs once? If that’s how leaders are chosen, then you won’t be here today.” He told the HOS.
“There were 4 human bombs in that car, Mr. President sir, and he offloaded them smartly. If the explosion happened in the streets without the rocks to take the fall, then thousands would have died. If his promotion is undeserving for that brilliant performance, then it’s unfair” The HOS insisted.
“I support the President.” Mrs. Katerina spoke, and all attention spammed to her.
“Four DeVille is still new. He has only spent two months in the base according to the data we saw. We should give him more chances to prove himself worthy of the promotion” she continued.
The room went silent, and that was when the President’s phone rang.
It’s the headmaid at the mansion, so Mrs. Katerina cut the call, but the phone began ringing again.
It’s Xanthe this time.
President Spyros picked the call, and what he heard made him end the meeting right there.
Together with Mrs. Katerina, he left the office, and the drive home was incredibly fast.
He rushed into the mansion with Mrs. Katerina, and they met the maids and butlers panicking in the kitchen.
“Dad!” Xanthe breathed in relief when he entered. His arm is still bandaged.
There are two fishes on the cutting board, and inside the sliced stomach of the fishes, there are human eyes.
Mrs. Katerina nearly vomited at the sight, she had to cover her mouth, and President Spyros held the cabinets as he stared at the eyes.
The eyes of the errand secretary.
“I needed my fish stew fresh, so I told the headmaid to visit the official store for fishes this morning. She came back with these. Human eyes inside the fishes” Xanthe spoke, looking traumatized.
President Spyros didn’t reply—he couldn’t.
He knows where this came from.
That insane bastard son of Pedro. He caught the errand secretary?
How come?
Wasn’t he in a vegetative state?
Shit.
He left the kitchen silently, and Mrs. Katerina followed him.
“Mr. President sir!”
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[Military Base, Noon]
The training methods changed today.
Kash chose not to use the training ground. He led the squad members to the forest surrounding the base property, and for the first time in months, the base dogs were released.
Morgan and Stormy were released from the prison too since they’re a part of the squad anyways.
The poison is still in their systems, and they’re to train like that, enter the forest with the crazy pains.
They both kept their distance, especially Stormy.
She has tears in her eyes as the pain on her chest is unbearable. She badly wants to faint right now.
They’re all laying on their bellies on the forest ground, watching and waiting for the right time to attack.
Kash deployed robotic scarecrows, and they’re to shoot on sight cos the crows are holding rifles too.
Rook’s finger steadied under the trigger of his own riffle, and he peered at Theo who’s not very far from him under the bushes.
He looked at his finger, and when he noticed it’s not shaking, he smiled and concentrated back on his target.
His own scarecrow appeared some meters apart, so he rolled down that perimeter, releasing bullets into the space while chasing after the chunk of grass.
Brent and Shannon followed behind him. They’re both with two dogs whose barking shook the trees and swayed their leaves as their foot pounded the snow.
Paine emerged from another angle, and he’s with a dog too, backing a tree before swirling out, pouring bullets into his own crow.
His dog followed the trail of the bullets and tore the crow to pieces, shredding grasses and shrubs.
Paine wiped sweat from his head, then he sighed.
“He’s good” Brent muttered beside Shannon.
“Focus!” Shannon shouted as his crow aimed for him.
Brent got grazed slightly on the arm, but he hid behind a tree before bursting out suddenly, shooting down his crow.
Shannon gave him a thumbs up before resuming her chase.
Rook stood from the shrubs suddenly, landing his boot on a tree bark before twisting back in a backflip, escaping a bullet. He went on his knees and shot, taking down his crow.
Morgan and Stormy couldn’t even make it past the first perimeter, they fainted on the ground, and blood soaked their uniforms again from their poison-stabbed chest.
As for Theo, he hasn’t moved from where he is.
His hand is under the trigger, but he can’t shoot even as he stared at his own crow.
He couldn’t stop the images of that night from sinking into his head.
The way the terrorists forced his father to f+ck goa sis. The way his father was slamming into his sister with bloody tears in his eyes.
The scene should be empowering him, but it’s doing the opposite. His fingers began shaking again, and the tremors made him colder than ice.
He pulled the trigger stubbornly, but instead of hitting his own crow, he shot one of the dogs.
“Theodore!!” Rook shouted, running to him already.
“Theo!!” Shannon and Brent chorused, and when he saw what he has done, his eyes widened.
“Stop on your meters, everyone!” Sergeant Kash communicated with everyone in the forest through the VAS, and everyone halted.
“Theodore!” Rook held Theo when he arrived at his side, but Theo shook him off harshly.
His body is still shaking.
“Theodore” Rook repeated the call, but he remained frozen till Kash got to them.
He picked up the wounded dog and covered the wound with a piece of clothe, then he carried it and faced Theo.
“Report to the General’s office” he said, then he ran out of the forest with the dog to save it.
“Theodore” Rook did the third call, holding him, bit Theodore shook him off again.
“Don’t touch me” he muttered, walking away.
Rook’s palms folded, and his rifle rope pulled on his neck.
“What’s up with him?” Shannon muttered.
“Hand tremor” Brent muttered.
“What!” Shannon blinked.
“Shh” Brent shushed.
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[Main Base]
Skye and April came out of the communal dinning after having their fill of the breakfast, only for them to meet Axel and Allegra in front of the dinner, both looking like conquests.
Allegra is backing the wall with crossed arms, and Axel is standing opposite her.
“Follow up” he said, then he led the way with Allegra.
Skye and April exchanged glances, but they followed them anyways…to the front of Axel’s Unit.
“Sergeant Kash is busy training the squad in the forest, and that only means the next mission is close” Allegra said.
“Meaning?” Skye grimaced.
“You’ll ruin the next mission, and this time…make sure the casualties are more than the ones who’d survive” Axel replied.
“Aren’t you ashamed at all?” April went closer.
“What the hell is wrong with your head! I know you’re the one to sent Abbey to sabotage the last mission, and Snowman barely escaped the bomb blast! Abbey was electrocuted, all because of you, but now you’re plotting another? What’s your use in this base? You’re only familiar with how to envy your brother!” She yelled.
Axel grabbed April hurtfully by the hair, but Skye stepped in, punching him away from her.
He pulled April behind himself and faced him.
“You will not touch my girlfriend that way, ever again!” He yelled loudly.
Axel smiled, then Allegra played the video behind, coming forward and showing them the phone screen so they’d see and hear clearly.
Both April and Skye froze with stretched eyes, beyond their lids.
Skye tried to snatch the phone from Allegra, but she pulled back, laughing.
At the same time, Axel received a text from Cassie, and he discreetly checked.
Fool: Kash is busy in the forest, can I come over to your Unit?
Axel scoffed, not bothering to reply before pushing the phone back into his pocket, then he faced the scene ahead of him.
Skye and April are still shivering.
“No” April shook her head fearfully.
“You know what happens if the General or the great Lady Yulia, gets her hands on this video.” Allegra said.
“So…what do you say, lovebirds?” Axel grinned.
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[A Superstore In The City]
Yulia intentionally came to the store in her uniform, as if passing a message across which she’s really doing.
The attendants flooded her with bows and at tension stands by the door, showering her with respect like they do anytime she visits this place.
Yulia rarely visits the store since she’s not a fashion diva. She just wears anything she plucks from her wardrobe whenever ages not wearing her uniform, and she’s good with whatever it is.
But these days, the constant need to shop for Teal kept gnawing at her, and she can’t help it.
She’s the one who arranged the small bag Teal took on to Symi island, so she wants to prepare new fits pending when she’d return.
She can’t always be wearing the boyish muftis or uniform everytime.
Two attendants followed her behind, and as she checked out the dresses—casual and sexy, they picked them up.
Everything was going well till another woman slipped out of a corner in the store, having the looks and features of a witch.
It’s Empress, and she’s with Sierra.
“Bad luck” Sierra rolled eyes.
“Oh look, it’s the shameless sl+t who stole my leftovers” Empress sneered, the bun in her auburn hair causing her forehead to protrude.
Her eyes are overweight with hate. Deep-seated hate for Yulia.
“You’re the leftover here, darling. He left you for me, so do the maths. And I bet you aren’t with a man cos you’re way too ugly to look at, or cos you’re still obsessed with Ed, just the way your shameless daughter is obsessed with my son” Yulia said at a go.
“Yes I love him! Die off if you’re not comfortable with it. We’re outside the base so watch how you speak to my mother or I’ll shred you!” Sierra cut in hotly, but Empress pulled her back.
The woman was laughing loud, the sound echoing through the store walls as she walked to Yulia slowly, intentionally.
She kept up the annoying laughter till she arrived, then she removed her glasses and laughed at Yulia’s face for one more second.
“I’m powerful without Pedro, I stand on my own! I’m not like you who’d crumble without him, and that’s why you’re clinging tight to him like your life! I’ll tell you this…” She leaned into Yulia’s ear.
“If my daughter wants something, she gets. If she says she wants your son, I don’t care about the half-siblings bond between them. She’d get him. I’ll also turn your second son against you too, and I’ll take Pedro away. It’s a promise” she whispered..
“You’re barking too loud like the dogs in your annex” Yulia said.
Empress began laughing again, loud like hard metal on a rock as she pulled Sierra.
They left the store, her laughter echoing behind her.
Yulia smirked loudly.
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[Symi Island]
Thankfully, Four booked a cozy suite, so when Teal got back with him, she entered the bathroom immediately, drowning herself inside the bathtub soaked in sweet-smelling eucalyptus lather just like the one in his Unit at the base.
The water calmed her nerves, putting out the fire and icing up the burns.
Is he really gonna kill her uncles? They might have sinned by listening to the president, but they’re still her uncles—her family.
He won’t be as cruel as that to her, right?
What’s she even thinking about, of course he’s the ruthless number Four.
He only sees her as a possession—a property, through and through.
And his speciality is barging into her space, just like right now…
Four entered the bathroom, and she quickly palmed some lather to her chest, covering her naked breasts with it.
His presence flipped the bathroom like a cyclone, and his steps were darkly silent till he settled on the bathtub.
The permanent smirk is on his face as he picked a brush, then he took her fingers into his warm ones, and began washing off the blood from her under-nails.
He noticed them?
She stayed still, watching as the brush peeled of the dried blood, whitening her nails again.
There was deafening silence in the bathroom, except for the sound of the brush on her nails and the sound of her breathings.
She felt the need to look at his face and see how he looks while washing her. Surprisingly, she met his eyes on her chest, and her eyes quickly snapped there to see that the lather she covered her bre+sts with have all disappeared.
F+ck.
She made to gather another lather, but he flipped her hands away fast.
“Who said you could hide my bre+sts away from my eyes?” His taw voice followed, breaking the deafening silence.
“They’re not yours” she replied, and he flipped her arms apart again when she tried covering.
“That’s a lie, and that makes 4”
His long masculine fingers wrap around her taut nipple and twisted it. Gently at first then harshly with the intent to hurt.
Teal’s fingers crumbled, and her walls collapsed. The bricks she has been shielding herself with. They fell.
She inhaled through her nose and exhaled through her mouth to keep herself from feeling it, but it was pointless.
Her n+pples sent a zap of pleasure to her core, so strong that her entire body felt it.
Her n+pples are very sensitive—prone to easy stimulation.
His fingers stimulated them in a maddening way, as if he has been touching them all his life.
“These br+àsts, are they mine, Asteri?” He pinched both nipples, and she arched in the water, m0aning.
“Mmm. . . .”
“That’s not an answer”
She shook her head.
“Use your words” his voice is low and controlled with no room for disobedience.
She didn’t speak, so he twisted that n+pple again, with more force as if he’s planning to break the skin.
She released an anguished cry mixed with a moan. “I said not to lie to me”
“Yes, yes. . .ahh. . .” She whimpered when she massaged the aching points of her n+pples with his finger pads, giving them little soothing before going back to torturing them.
She’s so stimulated that she thought she’d 0rgasm with just n+pple play, and for some reason, she believes he’d be able to do it. Her core throbs with bursts of ar+usal that matches the rhythm of his fingers.
Sometimes hard and fast, other times slow and agonizing, and she likes it—the pain.
He suddenly released her left n+pple, and it ached, tingling with the loss of his fingers.
Her thighs rubbed against each other underwater due to the unfathomable effect he’s having on her. Mortification ate deep into her insides.
He traced his hands downward, into the water between her legs, and he cupped her most intimate part tightly.
“Hmm. . . You’re soaked, Asteri”
“I’m not. . .ahhh. . .” Her voice ended in a whisper-moan when he shoved two fingers into her.
“Don’t finish that lie” he whispered.
“Mmm. . .” Her back arched down the tub wall at the sensations of him filling her up.
He’s not just touching her intimately—he’s owning her, totally. Just like when he kissed her in the prison.
“You’re so fuckin tight, Teal. Feel your c+nt tightening around my fingers?”
She wants to look away from the controlled lust shinning in his eyes, but she can’t, and it’s not only because of his command.
Something in her unlocked when his fingers went inside her, it’s feral and harsh. Unforgiving and out of control.
She’s falling into that web, sinking deep with each of his merciless pounds.
The rhythm is overwhelming, but not messy. It’s measured, just like everything about Four.
He twisted her n+pples over and over again as he powered into her puxxy, the heels of his palm slapping her cl+ît.
“Do you hear your arousal, Asteri? Do you hear how much you crave this? How your body is coming undone?”
He rammed his fingers inside a few more times as if driving the point home.
Her back pushed off the tub wall, meeting his fingers on her n+pples and inside her.
He rubbed the heel os his fingers against her cl+ît while twisting his n+pples and curling his fingers inside her walls.
The triple assault undid her.
She cried out as she embraced the fall, letting her voice express the ecstasy hitting her from all possible angles.
“Ahh. . .I’m. . . I’m. . .ahh!” Her mouth remained open as a halo submerged her and transported her in a surreal experience.
It’s like she’s flying through the roof and watching herself tremble in Four’s hold.
His fingers are inside her—all-over her, and she raised her hips so she can ride the waves…ride him.
“Say you’re mine” his grunt suddenly came, crashing over her pleasure and interrupting her high.
Her eyes cleared, clashing with the unfeeling gray in his eyes as his fingers went still.
Her br+àsts did a light bounce, rippling through the water.
“Say you’re mine, Teal.” He ordered, the authority and power wrapping around the words so lethal, so dangerous.
His eyes twisted with dark sadism.
But she wasn’t gonna give him a reason to mock her later.
She’s not gonna give him anything to hold on to.
Despite the pleasure he’s able to give her body, she’d never tell him that.
It’d give him the upper hand, and he’d will use that to her disadvantage.
She’s not ready to be inside his dark sick cage.
She wasn’t bluffing when she told him she was gonna end the bethrothal shit after Usman gets caught.
Even if it means escaping far away from him. She’s only his wife on words. No ring nor wedding nor vows.
Not like she wants them from him, but that’s just stating the obvious.
She’s still Teal Ambrose, not DeVille.
‘He’s not who we thought he was, he might be involved in your parents death’ her Uncles words came knocking again, and she felt her throat closing.
“Say it, Teal” his raspy voice broke into her thoughts.
“No” she replied in one straight response, and she witnessed something destructive cross his eyes immediately. So dark that she felt in in her soul ruins.
His fingers slipped out of her c+nt, and he left the bathroom.
Teal cleaned up quickly, wrapped the towel over herself and left the bathroom.
She could still feel his fingers down there—as if he’s still fingering her.
And her n+pples are still insanely puckered.
She’s still madly turned on, but it’ll be over if she sleeps, won’t it?
But that changed when she can’t find him in the bedroom or lounge or kitchen.
He’s nowhere.
Did he get angry about her refusal and decided to go take it out on her uncles?
He’d do it.
It’s not something he can’t do. He’s wired differently like that.
She needs to make a call, she needs to get out of this suite and get a phone to make a call to her uncles.
She didn’t even bother to cream or dry her wet hair, she peeled of her towel and opened her small bag for a new clothe, but lo and behold, there’s no new clothe.
It was Yulia who packed her bag, and there are only p+nts, br@s, s+xy thongs and lingeries. No single cloth.
Her mouth fell apart.
“Lady Yulia!!”
—
[Island Park]
Four slammed the car door shut after he got in, and his phone is on to his ear as he spoke to the biker.
“The president is amazed by the package, human eyes inside fishes is once in a lifetime experience” the biker said, a little grin latching his voice.
“Get another car ready, I’m visiting the President tonight” Four replied, picking a cigar from his front drawer.
He inserted it into a stainless, put fire on it and balanced it on his lips.
“Sure, I’ll do that sir” the biker replied.
“And…” Four puffed smokes sinfully before giving the second order as the lights from the island hit his devilishly handsome face.
“Find a private jeweler who can make a bonded diamond ring. I’m talking about one she won’t be able to take off for life. Also, find a mad good designer to make a wedding dress”
TBC.
