Carnival Of Lust(Ronaldo sequel)

Chapter 10-Do Just What I Tell You

This is more of a filler, guys. Sorry :/

*Marina*

My mind was full of fog whenever I tried to think of how I ended up here. Paige was saying in some kind of bed, and every time she woke up, there was food and water by the bedside. Everytime she would eat the food, she'd pass out again.

It was weird, for me, I ate and felt fine. Maybe this was all to overwhelming for her. "Hey, kid." I mumbled to her. She sat up slowly with fear screaming in her eyes. "Where are we?"

It has been a little over two days that we have been trapped inside this raunchy excuse of a place. This was the first time Paige was awake for more than 10 minutes. "Where is Cristiano?" Her voice was soft and she began to whimper. "Calm down," I tried to soothe her, but even I was terrified of what the future might hold for us.

"Everything is not okay!" She mumbled, her speech was caught in her throat when the sound of a door slamming echoed in the small room.

A man who looked as if he were dirty from head to toe stormed in holding a box-like object. His eyes were on fire with fury and he grit his teeth. The aura of this man was scary, and honestly, I thought that this would actually be my end.

Thanks to a guy who didn't know how to bathe.

Ooo-weeeh.

"Paige!" His voice boomed through the small room. Paige jumped slightly and met the eyes of our captor. She put on a fake scowl and shot daggers at him. Deep down, I knew she was more terrified than me.

"Jonas! Why are you doing this!?"

He pointed his free hand in her face while his body grew tense and hard. "You whore!"

Her face twisted and a confused look spread on her innocent face. "What?"

"You were suppose to wait for me!!"

"Wait for-"

"Instead you are with other men! Cristiano?!" His voice deepened once he uttered the words of Paige's beau. It seemed to have affect on her. Soft tears fell slowly down her cheeks, but she still remained scowling.

"It's okay though." The man stood back and crossed his arms. My eyes narrowed to try and get a good look of what was in his hand, but he was moving it too fast for me to read.

"I always get what I want."

*Cristiano*

"How the hell could you not find her?!?!" I shouted at the police. From behind, I could hear Marcelo grunt in anger. This had been the third officer that stated that there were no traces whatsoever of Paige. Hearing it for the first time almost killed me, but for the 3rd time? Might as well dig a hole and let me lay in it.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ronaldo, but-"

"Get off of my property." I growled. The police man threw his hands out and backed away slowly. "Fuckin' pigs."

"What the fuck are we going to do now?" Marcelo kicked a side of the table in anger but winced seconds later. "The girls!"

"What the fuck do you want me to do, Marcelo? You think I don't want them to be found?!"

He crossed his arms and lifted his head up at me. "Do something about it."

"Like what?" A headache was beginning to pound on the side of the head, a feeling that I had become use to in the past couple of days. Marcelo opened his mouth to answer but instantly shut it once the sound of breaking glass sounded from the kitchen.