His Entertainer

Chapter 8

    " please" tears rolled down like rain drops from the sky, my knees collided with the floor, begging to the man who has no mercy on his eyes.
  My hands glued together, fear within every part of my body, having no words to say just staring at the man with no hope of getting any mercy.
   He slowly walked out, without any words of hope, leaving me hopelessly naked on the bathroom floor.

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             HERMANN RODRIGUEZ POV.

  What's wrong with her? I thought she would be excited, I gave her a life time offer where she'll forever live by my name yet she's pushing it away?
  So she likes bouncing her ass and exposing herself in front of millions horny men?—that's what pleases her?
   I saw the good out of a whore like her yet she still begs for the worst?—some humans are just unbelievable.

   I angry stormed out of my room, walking down the stairs, " You two behaved when I'm out" I warned Miguel and Carlos pointing a warning finger towards their direction.
  " Protect her incase anything happens, Watch her 24/7 till I get back, don't piss her off like the way you always do and get her clothes—" they eyed each other before looking back at me as if I have lost my mind.
  " Why are you acting like this? " Miguel asked.
  " How long is she going to stay? " Carlos followed.
  " It's not in your place to ask me questions like this Miguel, And Carlos, she's going to be here as long as I want her too—so YOU— BETTER— BE— GOOD" I made every word clear. 
  " But Hermann—" Norman wanted to question my decision as always but this time I proudly interrupted him.
  " I'm not asking—this is an order!"
I walked passed Norman to the door, I could feel their eyes on me as I closed the door behind me.

  " Signore the recruits are ready" Luca said as he handled me my car keys.
   " tell them to wait" that's all I said before starting the car's Engine.
   Norman opened the door and threw himself in, before I could drive away, I raised my head and my eyes fell on my room's window, not surprised to see her looking down at me, with tears streaming down her cheeks.

seriously, what's wrong with her.
Ungrateful.
   I clenched my fists around the steering wheel and drove the car without any seconds thoughts.
  " I smell trouble" Norman whispered.
   " And what is that?" I asked taking a turn before I looked at his unpleasant face.
  " it's not a good idea keeping her with us in anyways your the Leader, you get to do what you want" he said shaking his head.
   "Relax Norman, she's just a whore—No one cares" I said before giving him a push.
  He rolled his eyes and turned to the widow.

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                          IVY SILVER POV.

  I watched as the car drove away with a violent roar, and i hopelessly climbed on the bed.
  I just go tired of crying, my head was pounding and my stomach growling but I don't even know the corners of this house.
  The thought of not seeing my girls made my inside tremble and the thought of I'm surrounded by mysterious men in black only sent a shiver all over my body.
  I wrapped myself around the black blanket like a Halloween gift and closed my eyes—hearing only the twisted beats of my own heart, near or far hoping for a gentle helping hand to pull me out of this darkness, my life has been consumed by the darkness and no hope of light.

  " Hey...wake up" awaken from the depth of my dark dreams, as I opened my eyes I felt the warmth of the sun layers as they hit my cold skin, it wasn't cold and dark anymore.
  It was a warm sunlight of hope that couraged my body to unwrap itself from the black blanket.
  " you hungry?" there was a male figured body standing beside the bed, with fear and adrenaline running down my spine, I jumped further on the bed not leaving the only shield I had—the blanket.
  "Who are you? Don't touch me!—what do you want from me, what did he tell you to do to me?!" Continuously questions ran out of my mouth.
  " It's okay—i'm Carlos" he said with a gentle smile on his bright face giving me a hand
I hesitantly raised my hand and locked with his, he was warm and made me relax instantly.
  " I'm Ivy" I said, words stumbling, trying to avoid the direct sunlight on my face.
  " Now we're not strangers—I made some food for you, Ivy" he innocently said before helping me out of bed and placing the food tray in front of me.
  Three years ago was the last time I was served like a Queen in bed, the meal in front of me  had a lot, quickly i shoved the fork that picked up a lot in my mouth.
   I moaned in response, since it was very delicious and amazingly good.
  " You like it?" Carlos said and I nodded not wanting to take my attention else where.
  " we can be friends—right?" he asked in thin air, I looked up at him, " If you promise to make me meals like this" and I saw him smile instead.
  His so sweet and cute as well, what's he doing with a merciless man like Hermann Rodriguez?. Perhaps, is he—a hostage too?
  "Finish up and I brought clothes for you to wear in a mean while —and come downstairs, we are watching a movie. If you want too" he said adding the last sentence as I looked up at him again.
  "We?" I asked with worries in my eyes.
  " Don't worry, Miguel is also friendly and funny but weird sometimes " he whispered the weird part and I could see how his blue eyes sparkled as he chuckled, I threw a pleasant grin instead. For a minute there, I thought Hermann was back and hell forming again.
  " Okay " I said between my laughter trying to catch my breath.
  " See you down stairs, Ivy" he said jogging to the door joyfully, but closed it behind him before I could reply. And I ended up smiling, shaking my head as I shove a piece of fried bacon in my mouth.

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