Under A Dark Cloud

Chapter 42

( * dances * Finally, Keira happened to me. One chapter. You can see,  sa-  * coughs * Ughhh...Pretend you didn't see that...)

Keira's Pov :

3 days. It's been three days eversince I was abducted and thrown in this place just for me live in. It's not all bad though, just that it's weird. This place is oddly weird for me.

Picture this. You would've thought that my prison cell would be like a small dark, dirty and dull room with an old moldy matress and a bucket for me to pee but no. It's the opposite.

This cell room is like a normal modern room with a sense of taste in it. The room is practically big and spacious. Instead of a moldy mattress, a regular and comfortable bed, big enough for two people. The lighting is great and warm. There are upholstery furniture here like couches and coffee tables and even bookcases.

I don't feel like I'm treated as a prisoner here. Well technically, I am but you know what I mean. I mean I usually imagine the stereotypical Mafia gangs ( I've encountered or heard this of this before because of Hayden talking on the phone ) throwing people in some kind of torture room or a dark small cramped place without food or water but in this place was just the complete opposite of the image I have thinked up of. Seriously, What kind of prison cell is this that looks like a hotel room with mean scary looking people as your room service who delivers your food?

Even so, despite all of these things here in the room, None will help me get out of this place. If I wasn't pregnant right now, I would be throwing things continuously at the door like Hulk throwing stones at a mountain.

And if you're asking why I feel like I'm too calm or ok with this, I am not ok but I am definitely calm for my little bundle here. I shouldn't stress myself too much but then again, I worry too much and I miss Cloud already....

Who cares if He slept with another woman you hate and..... well, yes, I do care about it but still, I don't care about that right now. All I ever want to be is in his warm embrace, the feeling that I get when I am in his arms makes me feel secure and safe.... I just want him to come and take me away from this place, away from here and forget that or this ever happened.

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Third person's Pov :

A man was bringing in a tray of food for the special cell until someone went his way and stopped him. The man looked grimly and pissed as he looked up at the tall black haired man infront of him.

" What do you want?, " The man said in an annoyed tone, " Can't you see I have to deliver this to that gold digging pregnant wench- "

" That's why I stopped you, mi amico, " The tall black haired man with a cough mask answered, his cheeks rising up indicating that he's smiling.

" How 'bout I take the load of work off your shoulders and let me handle things from now on, yes? I am sure you are very tired of delivering this and that to that woman everyday, " The tall haired man insisted as he tried to persuad the man to let him do the work.

The man thought about it as he scratched his neck but then suddenly squinting at the tall black haired man suspiciously as the tall black haired man continued to smile at him.

" Who are you and who sent you here to just come and take over?, " the man asked, eyeing the tall black haired man to see if he's lying or an imposter in a disguise.

The tall black haired man looked a bit relieved and answered it smoothly as if this was a regular question people usually ask to him,

" Gioliu Dansantara. Capo  Fildensia sent me here. He recruited me a month ago but I'm afraid I took the week off for some business matters. "