Diana remained silent observing the place, trying to grasp every little thing she could see and connecting the dots. The words "Some of us take sexual offense very serious" lived rent free inside her head for the next two days. She again became obsessed with her young sister's death, digging and trying to find out what could be the reason of her death.
Marcus tried to reach Diana within those two days but she was nowhere, it's like she left New York abruptly whilst she was still there. "I feel like my whole life is falling apart Martin. I have to see her" said Marcus speaking his truth to Martin.
"I'll go look out for her sir"
"You said she'll come back, you said that. Now where is she?"
"Sir..."
"I'm gonna have to pin her down this time and make sure she never leaves. I'm gonna have to be a bad guy so she stays"
Martin disagreed "Sir, she's grieving. Let's give her time to take it all in, I'm sure she'll be back"
"What if she doesn't?"
"She will sir... let's have faith. Now, onto the board meeting tomorrow"
Marcus sighed, and then he stood up placing his hands on his trousers pockets. Work was the last thing on his mind at that time, he wasn't on a good situation to start thinking about meetings and investors.
"I can't work like this Martin. I need to have sex" he said.
"But sir this meeting..."
"I need to have sex Martin. Can you help me with that?" shouted Marcus and he kept going forward, he opened the door and then took out his clothes.
He started with his pants, and then his shirt - he even took off his underwear and remained naked. Martin had to look down when Marcus was buttnaked, but it's not the first time he saw his boss bare. Marcus dived deep into the water of the swimming pool and Martin shouted "I'm gonna fix some schedules sir, I'll be right back" but Marcus was way deep underneath the pool he couldn't hear anything.
The memories of Diana clustered Marcus's head and even though he tried to let go, he couldn't. The last time he felt like that was with another married woman, this was Khloe and Marcus never thought he would live in a world where Khloe wasn't his. He pursed her for over a month but Khloe wasn't interested, Marcus had to do what he always does and kidnapped Khloe. Khloe was a twenty five years old young woman who at that time was the same age as Marcus, she was a beautiful Latin American with relatives in Columbia and Trinidad and Tobago. She had a sexy body which was natural, and her breasts were huge and firm, her hair was soft and she always wore suits since she worked for a firm in Times Square where she met Marcus - Khloe's husband name was Julio and he was a Mexican immigrant.
After kidnapping Khloe, Marcus placed her inside the basement of his house until she agreed to be his, even if she was married Marcus just wanted the assurance that she will give him a time of the day, the same way she gave her husband.
"Have you lost your mind Marcus? I love my husband, I will always love my husband. This isn't going to work" said Khloe, after a week of being kept inside the basement in such a way she felt like she was in a cage.
"Just tell me that you love me Khloe... Just that and I promise I'll let you go and we can forget all this"
"How can we go back to common friendship now? How can I forget this?"
"I love you Khloe... and I'll kill your husband just so we can be free. I know you don't love him, I know that. You have been throwing yourself at me Khloe, come on... we don't have to hide what we feel for each other. Let's just be open and honest with one another, I love you..." said Marcus to the point he was resisting the tears from falling.
Khloe noticed how weak Marcus was over her. The way he spoke about their future which she knew would never happen because she didn't love him, but Marcus refused to accept that. The only way she was assured safety was if she acted like she was in love with him too - hence she pulled out a performance worth of an Oscar and maybe that performance is what left Marcus totally insane and not like himself again. Khloe pretended to love Marcus too, and she was freed from the basement, she fucked him good and he was on the verge of almost giving everything to Khloe.
A week, was all it took for Khloe to finish her mission and on Sunday morning she woke up early and gave Marcus sleeping pills. Khloe took all of her things and she went outside, it was still 5:00 am and still a little bit dark - but Martin never sleeps and he found her trying to escape in her white shorts and a long white shirt which belonged to Marcus, she was holding a purse which had her phone and some other important stuffs like IDs and key to her apartment. She didn't have a car, and Martin was wondering how was she planning to get to New York.
"He will hunt you down Khloe, what do you think you are doing?" asked Martin, he was a bit concerned about Khloe and her wellbeing once Marcus gets up.
"I have to go back Martin. He's crazy... He's losing himself over me and I can't have that"
"Why did you agree then? You have him hope Khloe, you'll break his heart"
"I am breaking my husband's heart just by being here. He doesn't know where I am, and he doesn't know if I'm alive or dead. I owe him that much... that man did everything for me, I can't leave him over a fucking psycho" said Khloe and then she proceeded to the front gate.
"You won't get that far and they are no cars passing through, if we gotta make it believable then at least take his car"
Martin reached out for keys which belonged to a Porsche, Marcus's car during that time and then he threw it over to Khloe and allowed her to leave. "Thank you Martin, I will not forget your kindness"
"Just fucking go, and leave New York" Martin told her.
Khloe drove away while Martin watched. At noon, Marcus was waking up slowly from a deep sleep caused by the pills. The first person to find was Martin sitting on the bed close to him.
"What's wrong?" asked Marcus with a look of concern.
"She's gone, she took the Porsche and broke the security system"
Marcus was heartbroken and he wept, betrayal was something he took so serious and that same very day he drove to Khloe's house. He and Martin parked on the fifth house just near a church, then when the time was right they walked to the house. Khloe's husband was there and these two were arguing about leaving.
"You haven't been here for two weeks, and now you just come back and tell me to leave New York. Have you lost your mind Khloe? I am not going anywhere, I have a job, I have things to do"
The door was opened suddenly and entered Marcus, Khloe was so afraid she took two steps back while her husband stood firmly trying to play protective and being the man of the house.
"What are you doing in my house?" he asked.
"We come in peace" replied Martin.
"Then leave in peace amigo... We don't need no white bullshit in our house"
Marcus took out his gun and suddenly shot the man on his head. Khloe raced to her husband and she fell down crying, she screamed and cursed Marcus but that was unnecessary to Marcus who remained silent looking at Khloe. He wanted to say something but then he opted for silence and walked outside of the house while Martin followed.
They started the car and drove away from the street, Khloe kept on crying until her neighbors showed up - and they declared her husband dead. For two years Khloe fought battles in the court against Marcus Orlando as she accused him of killing her husband in cold blood. But the street had no cameras, nor the house, and there were no witnesses. Martin got a hold of the security footages and cleared all of them, there was no evidence of Marcus's presence on the day of the shooting.
When they met at court Khloe developed a hatred against Marcus, but Marcus loved seeing her in pain and struggling. He paid the judges, the prosecutors and near the damn whole court - Khloe lost the case and she was branded as a liar hence she was deported to Columbia after trying to get an American citizen to jail. It was all part of Marcus's plans since he didn't want to see her ever again.