It was only a few seconds but it felt like an eternity as I almost lost myself in Marcel's stare. However getting myself I quickly turned away from the window and hid myself at the wall by the side
Gosh! I could feel a mixture of excitement and anxiety in my heart.
"But how did he know I was spying on him?" I asked myself and found it difficult to understand.
Maybe it's just a coincidence and he really didn't know I was watching him, I tried to make sense of it.
After a few seconds I decided to spy on him again. Carefully I peeped through the window.. but I didn't find him where he was before. He must have entered the building when I looked away, I concluded and weirdly I was feeling a bit disappointed.
Why was I feeling disappointed though?
Slowly I walked back to the bed but roughly sat on it.
At first I wasn't anxious or anything but then a thought suddenly crept into my mind as I wondered what would happen if Jane should tell her boyfriend Eden or worse Marcel that I used her phone to call Mike? Because I was 100% sure she knew I tried to call someone with her phone though she didn't know who the person was.
The thought was persistent in my head and it was quite scary as I found myself feeling tense and anxious that even sitting down at a spot became an impossible task.
Getting up on my feet I started pacing to and fro the large room talking to myself as I was creating the different lies to say in my defense when Marcel comes to confront me about the matter.
"Yes, I did use her phone to call but I was only calling the pizza guy to deliver pizza because I was craving for it," as soon as I said that I shook my head as it sounded so stupid even in my own ears.
"Pizza guy, really? Is that the best lie you can come up with, Ella?" I was disappointed with myself.
"Everyone knows pizza guys don't use regular numbers, they have their special hotlines. I need to think of a much better lie to tell," I said, cracking my head for ideas but I got nothing.
"I am so fucked!" I said in frustration and for some reason I felt it would be a good idea to leave the room.
My reason? I feel the anxiety would be much on me if I waited in the room for Marcel to come to me so it's better I stay close to him so that my rebuke or punishment will be quicker.
*
Marcel and Eden walked into the mansion with the teenage boy Kyle who was still looking rather timid and anxious as they got into the sitting room.
Madam Yesenia quickly went to welcome them when they got inside.
"Senor Marcel," she greeted with a bow of the head.
"How was things while I was gone? Did I receive any messages?" Marcel asked after responding to her greetings.
"Everything went smoothly sir and no, you have no messages," she replied softly and Marcel nodded.
"Kyle," he called for the teenage boy who was anxiously looking around the Mansion standing a couple of steps behind Marcel.
Hearing his name the boy nervously stepped forward. Although Marcel hadn't harmed him and had saved him from the hands of Eden who wanted to slit his throat open Kyle was still terrified of Marcel and rightfully so.
Apart from witnessing him murdering his boss, the Kingpin and all his men and coworkers Kyle has also heard many terrifying stories of Marcel or as everyone knows him, Blue-death.
"Y..Yes sir," Kyle shuttered.
"Call me Marcel," Marcel corrected in a gentle tone.
"This is Kyle, he is going to be staying with us henceforth. I want you to treat him just the way you will treat me. Is that understood?" Marcel said calmly but with a serious tone.
"Perfectly," she replied.
"Show him to his room and help him get prepared for dinner," he told her and she nodded then turned to face Kyle.
With a welcoming smile on her face. "Please come with me young sir," she said to him.
Her warmth and kind approach made him relax a bit though he was still looking anxious as Madam Yenesia led him up the stairs to his room…
*
I kept praying silently in my heart that Jane hadn't said anything to Marcel because honestly I don't think I am strong enough to endure any punishment. My ordeal in Elijah's hands has shown me that I am not strong at all and can't withstand pain or torture and I know for sure that Marcel's punishment would be 10 times more worse than that of Elijah's.
Should I just come clean to Jane and tell her the whole truth that I did use her phone to call my fiance Mike but that he didn't pick up meaning he doesn't know anything about my whereabouts so there is no need for her to tell Marcel or Eden about it?
I feel Jane can be reasoned with than Eden or Marcel so I should tell her but what if I am too late and she had told them already?
I found myself walking faster in the hallways that I almost ran into Madam Yesenia and one of the guards at the stairs.
"Sorry," I quickly apologized and that's when I noticed the person beside Madam Yesenia.
There is no way he is a guard. This is a kid. Wait, Is this the boy I saw with Marcel from the window earlier on. Although I do not know him, from his facial expression I could tell he was frightened about being here.
Has Marcel taken him prisoner like he did me? It seemed so and instantly a frown formed on my face and I completely forgot about my own worries and dilemma and took the kid's own upon me like a cloth.
I really don't know where I got the courage to do what I need next.
"Where are you taking him to?" I asked Madam Yesenia who looked rather confused but answered me regardless.
"Senor Marcel had asked me to show the young man to his room," she answered and the frown on my face tightened even further..
She might have said 'room' but what I heard in my head was 'cell'and a stormy anger stirred within me.
What in hell's name did this kid do to him that would make him turn him to his prisoner?
"How could you? He is just a kid. Don't you have an atom of conscience left in you?" I faced Marcel and for the first time since I have known him I could see an emotion in his eyes though it was a dark one.
"What are you saying?" He asked and it was clear he was trying to oppress his anger from the tone of his voice.
"Don't you dare pretend that you don't know what I am talking about here. Now tell me, how much did you purchase the kid? Was it a million? 5 million or was it 10 million dollars?" I said and instantly I regretted saying that because of Marcel's reaction.
The amount of anger in his eyes is something I couldn't explain. It was blazing and it felt like his eyes were glowing_ not felt, they were indeed glowing.
What the fuck?!
"Madam Yesenia take Kyle to his room," he ordered.
"You. Come with me, now!" His voice echoed in my ears.
I was still lingering on the staircase trying to understand what exactly was happening when Marcel matched up to me and seized hold of my hand by the wrist and before I could say anything he pulled me away.
"I told you to come," his voice was harsh and intense and I was powerless to stop him from wheeling me like a little child...
Where is he taking me to? I don't know so I had to ask and frankly I was scared.
"Where are you taking me to?" I asked but he kept quiet and was just pulling me with his grip of my wrist extremely firm and tight, it hurts.
"My hand. You are hurting me," I cried out but he ignored my cries and kept pulling me along with him out of the building.
My heart started beating really fast as we were out of the building yet he was still dragging me.
Where is he taking me to? Is he planning on killing me out in the field or is he taking me to his torture chamber?
So many frightening thoughts were running in my head and I started regretting comforting him. I don't even know that kid so why did I make it my business??
So stupid of me.
"Where are you taking me to?" My words were shaky because I was so close to crying.
His silence was like torture on his own and I felt my lungs tightened in fear when we stopped at a lonely, dark strange building far inside the compound of the mansion.
"What is this place?" I asked yet again, he ignored my question and pulled me into the building.
It's when we got into the building that I realized it was a stable as I could see at least four horses.
I never knew he own horses and this knowledge made me feel a little bit relief that the building was only a stable and not a torture chamber that I had initially thought it was however I have watched enough horror movies to know that most serial killers like to take their victims to lonely, quiet places such as stables to torture and kill them.
"Why did you bring me here?" I asked once again even though he has been ignoring the question the many times I have asked.
"To punish you," he said and started walking close to me with his eyes glowing and I slowly started backing away until I couldn't move anymore as my back was resting on the wall.
Fuck!
My heart was beating so fast and I was close to peeing myself as his words kept replying in my head.
'To punish you.'
I was right all along. He brought me here to torture me.
Oh God!