"Please I'm sure we can come to an understanding, you can let me go and pretend this ever happened" Klaire pleads, trying to free herself. The two men's grip on her is gentle yet firm, nothing she did worked, and no matter how strongly she tugged or struggled against them, they held onto her like their lives depended on it —when up against Ricardo their lives did depend on it.
"Monsieur has requested your presence" the guard said walking in front of her, with two more guards behind her, even if she were to be free she wouldn't get far with the men blocking her path from both ways, they too weren't risking for even a second and stuck to usual protocol.
"let me go" she said once again but with a demand. They entered the house and went through a back door leading to the garden in the back, her eyes widened as she took the view in front of her.
The man from before was on the ground lifeless, blood scattered on every guard except Marcus and Ricardo, the men were clearing the scene putting the dead man into a body bag and taking him away, while four more men wrapped up the bloodied polythene and took it out and left the cleaning crew to clean the bloodied floor, walls, doors and plants and what a speed they worked in. 8 men and women hurrying with pieces of clothes around the area getting the job done in no time.
"Monsieur nous avons trouvé la fille essayant de s'échapper devant" _Mister we found the girl trying to escape up front_ the guard announced moving to a side.
Ricardo was pissed as it was; he stopped his conversation with Marcus and turned looking at the men and the one girl he wished not to see in the current scene he was placed, he looked at Marcus who shook his head in disbelief and left patting him on the back for good luck.
"Laisse nous" _Leave us_ he made Kaitlyn gulp down a spitball and suddenly she felt safer in the clutches of his men than with the devil. The men nodded one coming from behind her and pushing her closer to his boss and all of them returning back to their assigned posts.
Ricardo turned for a short while regaining himself in order to handle Klaire appropriately, "tsk, tsk" he said walking to the chair and seating himself, "amour tell me what to do with you?" he asked meddling with a knife placed on the table, it made Klaire shiver thinking of the horrible things Ricardo could do— had done.
"Y-y-you k-k-killed him" she stuttered looking to where the once dead body was,
"He was a very bad person Amour. He had it coming" Ricardo composed when speaking to her yet she didn't appreciate it and only pushed it further,
"But still! You k-killed an innocent" she said backing up slowly away from him while shaking her head, he walked her expression for a while and studied her to know she was afraid of him, in a way he felt odd by her reaction. Men and women being scared of him gave him another level of aura which gave him confidence but seeing her afraid of him only made him get mad and he didn't feel right about it either— he had scared his precious after all.
He tossed the knife away from them and stood up surrendering with his hands in the air, slowly and carefully he walked to her but she only backed up more with every step he took towards her.
"He did bad things Klaire. I had to kill him before he did worse" Ricardo said, soon enough Klaire was against the wall nowhere to go with Ricardo blocking her exit, "innocent girls like you would've been in danger if that man was alive" Ricardo reasoned, he rested his arms on her sides caging her so she had no idea but to look at him and see that he spoke the truth.
"He could've changed and become a better person" Klaire's optimism got to her, her ideas were different to his. She believed in second chances and mercy, Ricardo's two most hated practices. One betrayed he'd never wait for a second time and deal with it brutally. Moreover, Klaire felt heavy because she had witnessed a murder and not interfered to save a soul rather she became selfish and ran for her life.
Ricardo knew deep down she had misunderstood the situation but his anger got to him and he got annoyed finally speaking out, "he's raped women Klaire. He took innocent teenagers from their homes and tortured them, he found pleasure in raping 15-year-olds and leaving them for the parents to handle. YOU HAVE THE AUDACITY FOR CALLING HIM INNOCENT WHEN ALL HE DID WAS RUIN THE INNOCENT IN MY CITY" he blasted unable to control himself, such wrath and hatred in his tone made Klaire flinch back and close her eyes trying to keep him out of sight. She didn't dare open or even face his direction, she glued herself onto the wall while shivering slightly out of fear of him.
Seeing Klaire's reaction made Ricardo back up almost immediately; while she stayed stuck on the wall not opening her eyes. Embarrassed by his actions he turned taking in a deep breath to get himself under control again for the sake of his lover. Slowly he turned and faced her feared self and stood closely. His fingers meddled with her stray sweat strands of hair and pushed them behind her ear as he neared to her lip kissing her slightly for a second only.
"I'm sorry Amour. I shouldn't have blamed you. You didn't know. Now please, open your eyes" he encouraged, Klaire slightly opened her eyes though she didn't face him directly, only looked around, "You make me so angry Klaire, I can't—don't tolerant it. You make me so fucking angry but the second you show me those... eyes-" he cupped her face getting really close to her, "-it makes me wanna stop. Your touch makes my whole body freeze, seeing you every morning makes me forget about the fucked up world we live in. it's almost like... peace" his eyes burned into hers he speaks from his heart for the first time, his comment took Klaire's mind off the situation and made herself more confused than ever.
The invisible bond between the two individuals was indescribable, yet it was there, growing stronger and lifting from their sides, one from the heart and the other by will.
"Why do you make me feel like this? You're nothing but a little skinny weakling. How do you make me feel this way?" He dumbly looked at her as if she knew the answer already.
She looked at him confused, she didn't know what to say or think about the situation she was in, "I-I-I don't k-k-k-know" Klaire said shaking her head back and forth, crossing her hands behind her, looking guilty for nothing, he chuckled; he slipped his finger under her chin lifting her gaze to meet his, their noses touching,
"What is it that makes me so attracted to you Amour?" with that he kissed her again, she didn't give him what he wanted, she stood not moving or kissing him back, she didn't want to. This man was going to one day kill her after all of this, she'd rather die than give him what he wanted.
His effort useless; he directed her back into the house and to her bedroom, "it's late, get's some sleep" he ordered walking out of her room, before closing the door he turned once more to look at her, "and Amour. if you try something like that again, I'll let my men do what they're supposed to. I won't be around to save you every time baby girl, I suggest you sit and obey" with that he closes the door, Klaire didn't say a word, she fell on the bed curling under the sheets with the pillow pressed against her face to silent her little sobs.
There was something inside of her, something that almost made her give in, almost made her kiss him back, she didn't know what she felt. Men have asked her out, and she won't lie, on their first dates all of them had something sweet to say about her, which made her heart flatter; but when Ricardo says it, not only does she feel butterflies in her stomach, she finds herself falling for him, every word, affection, thought, and touch makes her go over the moon for him, she tried to think about how he killed a man without mercy but what if what he said was true?
That man had tortured women for his own pleasure, took innocent defenceless girls away from their childhood and did the worst thing any girl would have to go through.
She got up, going to the balcony and looking out, her hands resting on the bar as her eyes bore into the midnight sky; stars lighting the way like diamonds on a black paper. She stayed this way for some time till she felt herself falling asleep. Not bothering to change her attires she launched herself onto the bed letting her eyes become heavier and heavier till sleep finally took over, giving her a well-deserved peace.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Chapter 7
Please note: You will see older chapters being published, which means I've edited them and republished them. If you wish to read clearer and less cringy content be my guest and read every chapter I have re-published and the chapters before them. Otherwise do not worry you won't be missing anything the plots are the same just described differently.
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Mikiela W.
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Romance"Miss Klaire you've been really naughty tonight, ignoring me the entire week and now this" he says pointing to his face, the close proximity only sent heat waves through Klaire's body "if a person back there said this to me I would've killed them i...
