Poisonous Pleasure

Chapter Eight

"What are you going to do to me?".

She had asked this question for the umpteenth time. The car moved at an unrelenting pace, similar to the impatience of the man who drove it . She was draped in long, flowing robe, tied at the waist. The knot was a loose one. It was an afterthought to protect her dignity. The thick fabric ardently hid that she was stark naked underneath.

"Sta'zitto".

"I will not be liability in this. I was provoked. You have to understand"

Clemence was sitted at the backseat, blindfolded, like a simple dog, likened to an hostage. Luckily for her, she wasn't gagged or her hands tied. But, she still felt those restrictions.

"You treated me like a dog in the presence of your men. Dragging me by my hair like a common street urchin!. I have no dignity left". She began to sob.  The blindfold obscuring her tears. It was to gain a little ounce of empathy, because she didn't know what would become of her.

"I was to kill you on sight. Did you know what you have done?. What grievances you have caused?. Tomas is in his right to slit your throat"

"Bâtard!", She cursed,"You would never let him touch me. Bianca is not even dead, I am the one being subjected to this humiliation". The wench was not dead, unconscious, but not dead. The famiglia in their demented way, wanted retribution for harming one of their own. Even if it was a woman. The French whore needed to be a prime example.

"Don't you dare fucking provoke me, you vain little creature",Malachi's voice came out so harshly, she doubted he was even breathing."Untie your robe, Clemencé".

"Go to hell". She spat.

Abruptly, the car came to a screeching halt. The speed making her head collide with the headrest, Clemencé went dizzy, the impact so forceful that she feared a concussion. Her breath came out in pants, the worse was yet to come.

"Untie your robe and remove the blindfold".

The command likened to a sharp bolt to her spine. She didn't dare resist this time. Sprawled at the backseat, her hands shook as they met the knot of her blindfold,this was the easy part, she blinked as she finally regaining her sight. Apprehension swirled within her, nudity at the back of a moving car was a hard pill to swallow, she let go of the little protection she had.

The cool air of the air-conditioning met her chest. The robe still covered her mostly, but her upper body was left vulnerable. The windows were tinted, it was the only consolation she had. Clemencé didn't know what games Malachi was playing tonight, he never left her feeling so exposed.

"Completely, Clemencé". She obliged accordingly, shifting her arms from the robe until it fell to her feet, naked she sat stilly. She didn't know where they were headed, the roads were unfamiliar and isolated. The headlight creating its own daunting path. She prayed no car passed on the remote road to behold her in her shameful glory. She was not naive to think Malachi would care either way, he was teaching her valuable lesson, she would never forget.

She knew this was a fear tactic, inhibiting her in such a public way.  He wanted her to be on heavy guard. She didn't want this.

" Bébé, please don't do this". Clemencé pleaded.

"Lay down on the seat", He sighed heavily, his eyes taking in her movements from the rear-view mirror, his handsome face contorted in anger,"Say another word, and I would put you to sleep".

Clemencé laid back on the seat, the smooth leather feeling comforting against her, she curled herself into a ball, the air in the car had reduced, Malachi must have turned down the AC, she hoped it was out of affection. She highly doubtful that fact.