Still wrapped in Celia’s embrace, I couldn’t stop the flow of tears from my eyelids. Everything that happened, from the club to the warehouse and even in my room got me scared and shaken to my bones. I really am doomed.“Cassandra, calm down. It’s all going to be fine.” Celia spoke as she tried to console me. But I wasn’t ready to be consoled at the moment, my whole life has just turned into a dark and scary place filled with terror. How on earth am I supposed to feel fine.“What did I do to deserve any of this?” I murmured in a whisper tone. “My life used to be better than this, I was always happy and cheerful. How on earth did I became this way?” I asked as I hoped for an answer but there was none, neither Celia could give an answer to my question.“Everything is going to be alright Cassandra. Trust me on this, all you just need to do is to be brave.”“I was given a gun to point at a man Celia, and not just that, I was also threatened in my room by him. How do you except me to be br
Seated on the dinning room with the dishes placed before me, my head was blank.I had just lost my appetite, whereas he was done with breakfast and had stepped out to be the heartless mafia the world known him to be while I was the helpless little girl.I stood up and made it back to my room. Just as I made it in, I found Celia quietly seated on the bedside. She had been patiently waiting for me to return.“So, what happened?” She asked with all curiosity growing in her mind.I spoke not a word, but let my dark gloomy face give quite the answer which she had least expected. “Ohh, I see. I guess I will leave you alone.” She stood up and made her way to the door. “Just call me if you need anything.” She spoke and excused herself.Crumbled to the ground, I felt the earth should open up and drag me in. There’s no going back, I have only one option and that is to be the little puppet and plaything he desires me to be.***Dusk was fast approaching. I made it into the bathroom to get myself
I woke up the next morning laid down on the bed. I had no idea how I made it back home, neither could I recall a thing as I was totally blank and wasted.I kept on staring at the painting on the ceiling, I felt nauseous and my entire body was numb and heavy. Inside my mouth tasted a bit sour and I reek of the smell of tequila and an unidentified alcoholic smell.“I must have drank quite a lot last night.” I thought to myself. The room door opened and Celia walked in with a tray which contained a white porcelain bowl with blue pattern of flowers drawn on its side“Here, I made you porridge to cure your hangover.” She placed it on the bed and helped me up in a sitting posture.“Thank you Celia.” I spoke and dug into it immediately. Celia kept her gaze fixed on me while I helped myself to the bowl of porridge before. Soon I noticed her lurking eyes all over me. “What is it? Why are you looking at me like I had just committed a huge blunder?” I asked with all curiosity.“Nothing.” She sai
After much time wasted in the bathtub wallowing in my thoughts, I finally made it out and back into the room, with the towel tied around my body from my breast down to my thighs, I picked up the phone and decided to play the recordings.I still was in doubt. Listening to it again, I sat down on the bed side and played each one after the other. It took a long while, about an hour just listening to all the recordings. My ears ached so much as I was in shock and could not believe what I just heard.“Did I really say all of this?” I pondered in disbelief. Deep in thoughts, I heard the chatting of voices and footsteps as they approached the door. I realized I wasn’t dressed up yet as I spent my time on the phone listening to the recordings. In haste, I hurried over the wardrobe as I picked up a gown to put on.The doors of the room opened up and Mariano walked in. I stood still and watched him appear before me again, as usual he had a red stain on his white inner sleeve which he had put
I stood in dismay as I watched Guzman dropped my phone and laptop before me. I could not believe it, he wasn’t joking neither does it look like a game anymore for he was being serious.“So Cassandra, if you still think I am joking go ahead and make a wish. Ask for anything you want.”Terror got hold of me. His voice was calm and his facial expression a bit serious. This was my chance to ask for anything, for him to prove to me that this isn’t a joke that he wants to treat me differently but I couldn’t make a decision. I became mute and my head was point-blank due to fear of him.“You aren’t saying anything.” He got up and made it to my side. “Guzman, you may leave us.” As instructed by his boss, he made his way out to his duty post and it was just the two of us alone in the dinning.“You really must think of me as a monster Cassandra, but that’s not who I am. I am different from what you see, you must have heard a lot of things about me and I am also aware that you know the truth.” He
As soon as we arrived at the club, he turned to me and gave a frightened look. I could tell he was afraid and somewhat scared just by looking at his eyes."Please when you get inside, stay away from the men that are dressed in black suit other than Guzman, and whatever happens inside, do not get involve with them and try not to create any form of attraction. Also, stay away from the upper rooms as much as you can." His eyes were immersed in fear. I have never seen him this afraid before, neither have I heard of a time he was afraid.He made it out of the vehicle and so did his other men except for Guzman who stayed back as he was instructed to keep a close watch on me. I could not understand what was going on. Mariano seemed to be afraid, that's unlike him. He wasn't scared of anything rather, it used to be the other way round and people fear him. He has only been scared of one person and which according to Celia was his father. What could be the reason why he was so scared tonight an
Followed them, we walked into the room. A man was seated with a cigarette on his hand. The room was covered with smoked that I could hardly breath.Just as we arrived, he signal his men to leave while I stood in front of him. His eyes lurked around me and then he gave a satisfaction smile.“Why don’t you come a bit closer” he said with his smile getting bigger.I could barely move an inch, I was too afraid to step anywhere closer and I couldn’t run away for he had a gun beside him. If I dare to run away there’s no telling what he might do.Why didn’t I listen to him and just stayed at home? Why must I get myself into ever mess the moment I step out of his house.“Come on, I don’t bite,” he kept insisting and he showed his milk colored teeth which had braces on them. Seeing how reluctant and hesitant I was to move, he stood up from his seat and began to walk close to me. “Since you do not wish to come to me, then I have to do the opposite by coming to you.”“Please leave me alone.” I m
I watched him as he went on speaking. Deep in my thoughts, I still could not picture in my mind the new Mariano. What is it about him that has changed? What happened that him this way for clearly, he doesn’t appear to look like the man who walked into our home on the night of my birthday, neither did he seemed to be the one who dragged me on my knees the day I tried to escape from him nor the man who allowed someone to take advantage of me while he sat down and did nothing. He has changed but could it be so? It’s not possible for a man to turn into a new leaf over just one night.“Are you listening to me?” he waved his hand at my face.“What!” I exclaimed softly. “Sorry.”“I knew you weren’t listening.” He paused and made a soft sigh in the sound of a whusper. “Does it bother you so much?”“No, it’s just…..” I paused immediately and looked at him. I was extremely clueless as to what to say to him.“What is it?” I just kept on staring at him. “Cassandra, you shouldn’t stare at a man li