HOW YOU LIKE THAT | JENLISA

Chapter 20

Jennie

My leg throbbed with the unbearable pain and when I touched my leg, I found blood on my fingers. I had a blurry vision, but I could see Lisa hovering over me, trying to help as best as she could. You could tell from her expression that she was upset with the turn of events and was frantic to help me out. I wanted to scream at her since she was the reason that I'd gotten stuck here in the first place. If she hadn't followed me from the mansion, I would have already been across the lake and catching a cab right now.

Nichkhun had laid the traps here on purpose, so any staff that left the property wouldn't be able to cross the forest and I'd fallen right into it. I should have known that escaping from here wouldn't be so easy.

What have I gotten myself into?

What did this twisted family want from me?

"Lisa, step aside!" Nichkhun ordered her, with the rifle slinging against his shoulders. "You're making it worse for her."

"You sick bastard!" I yelled at Nichkhun.

"There, now Jen. I would suggest you control that smart ass mouth of yours. I'm your boss and I deserve the respect, besides, you're the one who was trying to break the rules of the Manoban household and our contract when I specifically told you that breaking the rules have dire consequences." He informed me in a calm tone, "We have traps laid around in the forest for wild animals, and I should apologise that you got caught up in it, unfortunately."

He was lying through his teeth and I knew it. He wasn't sorry about anything.

"Mark, call Dr. Hong, and have him see Ms. Kim in her room."

Mark was another one of the house servants who came forward to pick me up, which is when I noticed how he also limped a little on his right foot. Nichkhun raised his hand to stop him from approaching me, "I haven't finished talking to her yet."

Mark stopped where he was and stood there with a solemn expression on his face, like he'd gotten accustomed to seeing employees getting caught in animal traps. It seemed like Mark had seen a lot of other things and learned to be numb to everything.

"Sir, we found her bag." Jackson said.

Nichkhun snatched it out of his hand, "Now what do we have here?" he asked teasingly and then opened the duffle bag and emptied the contents of it on the ground. The sandwiches, the drinks, and snacks all fell from it, along with my other personal belongings.

Nichkhun laughed, "Out of everything that you could steal, this is all you could think of? Jen, the pair of shoes that Sorn gave you the other day costs over a thousand dollars alone. You could have taken those instead." He gave me the boy-next-door smile, the same one that I'd mistaken for charming, the very first time I'd met him.

"But I do love honest people, and that's the reason why I hired you that day."

"Please let me go." I cried. "What do you want from me?"

Nichkhun leaned in and tipped my chin upwards to gaze at me, his emerald eyes that I thought were beautiful once, now looked vacant and devoid of humanity. At that moment, I just knew that he was far more capable of worse evils. In a dangerously low tone, he promised, "You'll soon find out what I really want from you, Jen."

My blood ran cold.

He was likely going to use me for something sexual. I was so sure. He was a predator, just like Uncle Jiyong. The only difference between the two was that Uncle Jiyong was poor and doughy around the middle area, and Nichkhun was wealthy and gorgeous.

It's the inside that mattered, and on the inside, both of them were clearly very evil. I take back what I thought about Nichkhun being a nice person and a gentleman, during our very first meeting. He is simply a monster.

"What do you want me to do with her things, sir?" Jackson asked him, while addressing me in third person, like I didn't even exist.

"Keep the food and get rid of the rest of her stuff. She doesn't need it while she is here."

"I need those things!" I said.

He looked at me once before looking at the butler again, "You know what, she wants the stuff so instead of taking her to her room, just take her to the basement and put that dog collar on her."

"Okay, fine! Throw everything away, but the wallet has my Aunt's locket that she gave me before she died. Can I have that at least? Please..." I pleaded even though it was the last thing that I wanted to do.

Jackson handed my wallet over to Nichkhun who found the locket inside. He inspected it, turning it around on both sides probably thinking that it was nothing but a piece of garbage.

"Jackson, I'm feeling a little generous today, so I'm going to keep the locket with me for safekeeping. Jen, you can consider it as leverage. You'll get it back, of course, when you earn it." He turned to Mark, "Remove the trap from her leg and take her to her room."

Mark used a key to open the iron jaws that were crushing my leg. Running was out of the question, I couldn't even stand. That was Nichkhun's plan all along. I didn't even know how long it would take for the injury to heal and until then, I would be stuck in this house with this psychotic family.

A solid punch landed in Nichkhun's face and he stumbled back a few steps. Lisa had landed the blow, and it looked like Nichkhun wasn't surprised by it.

He grinned, while wiping the trail of blood with a napkin that Jackson had handed him. "What was that for, Lisa? I thought you wanted Jen to stay with us too, I was just helping you out here buddy, there's really no need for any form of violence."

Lisa's jaw tightened as she glared at her brother before she leaned forward and put one of her arms around my back and the other one gripped the underside of my thighs, she carried me in her arms with ease and despite everything; I felt safe with her, so I held on to her tightly, clinging to her, while burying my face into her chest, trying my very best to stay strong.

When we reached upstairs in my room, I felt a little drowsy, and I heard Nichkhun saying that the trap usually had something applied to it, to put the victim to sleep.

The last thing I saw was Lisa putting me to bed, and I thought that was ironic since I'd put her to bed tonight before all of this happened. I knew she whispered something to me, but my mind was so muddled up that her words were incoherent. I drifted off to sleep, and the last thing I remembered seeing was Lisa's serious brown eyes looking down at me with pity.