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Thea

We went from strangers to secret admirers then to enemies. From enemies to lovers and now we were back to being enemies.

It started with lust then to anger, we transitioned to love and now we were at the point of hate.

He loved me but hated me and I loved him but was angry at him for pulling the trigger on an innocent man.

Would there be a point of redemption? I doubted, not if he killed Carl. How was I supposed to love him when the guilt was killing me knowing it’d be my fault if anything happened to Carl. I didn’t think I could ever stop loving Angel no matter what he did and for that reason, I prayed earnestly that Carl was alive and maybe Mariam found him and got him treated.

We took a private jet back to the mansion, my emotions came doubling the moment we crossed the gates. Under normal circumstance I’d be happy to return but my heart was bleeding at how everything went south. I held back my tears all the way down here. I didn’t deserve to cry because I had a choice not to run away from Angel but I did thinking that was the right thing.

When we got into the mansion, all five were eagerly waiting for us. Camilo stood beside Caspian giving me a pity look. She looked like she wanted to hug and console me and her eyes pooled with tears. I just nodded letting her know I understood. Cassie looked at me more with disappointment, not in a way that suggested she was disappointed that I ran away but more like I had gotten caught.

Florentine looked like she understood me but at the same time wanted to scold me for acting the way I did while the men seemed indifferent towards me.

The gave more attention to Angel. They looked concerned for him because they knew I hurt him.

I was certain Angel’s feelings for me was no longer a secret at the mansion.

No words were exchanged as we passed the little crowd that gathered although much were said with the eyes.

I had no idea where Angel’s men were taking me to but it sure gave me chills of fear.

I was being led down to an underground and when we got to the bottom my lips parted in shock. It was a whole different level down here except for the lack of sunlight in here. The mansion was indeed a work of art. Even though the colours were dull and aesthetics nothing like the up floor, it was still constructed in such a way that people could live here but with a dark theme.

“Where are you taking me?” I finally spoke unable to hold my fear and curiosity.

“It would be best if you remain silent.” One of the men said but I couldn’t.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

“What does Angel plan to do to me?” I asked again but they ignored me dragging me all the way to a cell.

I was thrown into it but I quickly got up, my hands hitting against the bars.

“Let me out of here!” I yelled but they turned deaf ears to me and retracted their steps till I could hear nothing.

Why wouldn’t Angel listen to me? Why was he treating me like some criminal without considering a word from me? Did his anger really overwhelm him to the point he didn’t consider any truth to my words?

I slid down the bars reality dawning on me now. How long was he going to keep me locked up? Would I ever see the the sunlight, just what was his plan?

The tears I had tried so hard to hold back came running down. I was scared and hurt and even more worried for Carl. If he could treat me this way then he probably wouldn’t care about saving Carl.

I stood up abruptly as if moved by something then I started banging the bars yelling and screaming to be set free.

Many hours went by, I didn’t know if it was a new day or just night or maybe the fact that I was in this dark cell doing nothing made me judge time to be slow.

I startled hearing the door being Jared open. I desperately looked out wondering who it could be but then I stilled recognizing the footstep to belong to no other but Angel.

My heart skipped several beats before drumming loud against my ears. Then I saw him through the dim lights of the underground.

I staggered back feeling the anger and hatred radiating from him. It hurt me to know those were how he felt about me now.

He slid his hands through the bar, leaning forward and engaging me in a breath draining silence.

“What do you plan to do with me?” I asked breaking the silence.

He let out a deep sigh as if trying to calm himself. He went ahead to unlock the doors of the cells which made me to stagger backward.

“Please don’t come close.” I begged putting a hand forward. He closed the cell behind him and moved to switch on a light instead, only then did I see what the place I was tossed into looked like and it was nothing but a toture room with different tools hanging over the wall.

I gasped in shock and looked back at him with bulging eyes but he returned it with a dark smirk and began walking towards me.

“Angel stop!” I yelled trying to escape him but the space wasn’t much to move around freely so he was quick to grab me.

“Stop! Get your hands off me!” I cried struggling to free myself from his hold but he grabbed my neck from behind and tilted my head backward so that my eyes were rolled up at him.

“The more you resist, the more you suffer love.” He warned and flipped me to face him. My body was trembling as he took more daring steps towards me and before I knew it my back was against a wall and my hands were cuffed on both sides to it.

“What are you doing?” I yelled at him but he ignored me and proceeded to clamp my legs as well.

“I swear everything I said back there was the truth, why won’t you listen to me!” He stopped and pinned his eyes on me.

“You amaze me Thea. You think you can really deceive me for a fourth time?” He said and smashed a tool across the room groaning out his anger. His hand came next beside my face smashing the wall. I quivered and almost wet my pants from his rage that dominated the air in the cell.

He was panting heavily and I had my head dipped low avoiding his furious gaze.

“How dare you try to play me again?”

” I’m not playing you. I’m telling you the truth and if you don’t believe me sooner or later you’ll find out. Hope it won’t be late by then!” I fired back at him getting the courage to look him in the eyes.

He nodded in disappointment. “You deserve everything that’ll come to you from now on.” He said and leaned beside my ear. “I should have tortured your lover before ending him.” He whispered and it stirred anger inside me.

My expression turned resentful and there was a glint of shock in his eyes. Did he expect me to tremble in fear at that announcement? If anything, I felt disgusted that the man I loved, the very man my heart was beating for could kill a man in cold blood without caring about the truth.

“How could you do that?” I asked as tears streamed down my face.

“Do what? To your lover?”

“He could still be alive, tell your men to save him.” I said desperately. I didn’t want Carl’s blood on his hand because the day he finds out that he was wrong the guilt will eat him up and I wouldn’t be there to see him through it.

Angel takes a step back and mocks me with his laugh.

” If I was to do anything or ask my men to do anything, it would be to make sure he was dead.”

I shook my head refusing to believe the words spilling from his mouth.

“This isn’t you.”

“No! This is me. You only made me forget who I was!”

“My God! You just killed him for nothing!” I cried out. ” Sooner or later you’ll regret it knowing you killed an innocent man!”

He pushes me to the edge of shock when he scoffs off my words.

“I expected too much I guess. Not even an apology? You’d rather ask me to save him than spare your life? Is that how much he means to you that you’d cry this much? Did I ever mean anything to you!” He yelled angrily to my face. He was hurting but I was numb to it because all I felt for him now was anger.

“I’d rather spit on your face.” I spat out. “You disgust me. I hate you!”

I said feeling my emotions align with my words. He stared at me with so much hurt visible over him but that didn’t matter not when he’d rather let Carl die. He was right, this was him, I only made him forget.

He turned away and remained silent for some seconds.

“Brace yourself, your purnishment starts now.” He said and left leaving me wondering what purnishment he was talking about.

Shortly after he left I heard another footstep approaching and it wasn’t his or any one I recognized.

A woman came to view and I couldn’t recognize her from anywhere. She was covered in a black bodycon suit. Her hair braided in two parts, she was clad in dark themed make up and smoky eyes the highlight of her make up.

“Who are you?” I asked but she placed a finger on my lips to shut me up.

“Angel doesn’t usually do this.” She said and I gave her a quizzical gaze. “Make me toture women. moreso the one he’s in love with.”

“Who the fuck are you?” I said getting angry.

“His little errand girl.” She said and leaned forward to whisper to my ears. ” My name is Monica and I toture people for a living.”

Realization hit me from what he had said before leaving. “You’ll do well not to ask any further questions. You don’t have that privilege.” She warned and moved to grab some tools which got my eyes bulging.

Angel was really going to let her toture me with those?

“You’re not going to use that on me are you?” I asked despite her warning and she remained silent only to slap a tooth ache into my gums. I coughed out some blood and my head spinned like my brain was being reset. She grabbed my chin harshly pushing my face up to her.

“Don’t make me overstep my boundaries. Orders from your ex-lover was to make it slow and painful.” She said and dropped my chin harshly.

“Why don’t you call your boss to toture me himself? Isn’t he a mafia Don? He’s nothing but a coward if he can’t toture me himself!” I cried out feeling my chest constrict from pain.

“Hmm… You’re a stubborn one ain’t you?” She said and soon her whip tore the air with it’s sound and next came my screams rippling through my throat and shaking the walls of the cell.