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'Clohk clohk clohk'. Stefenie realized from the knockings that it was time for her next meal. Devily had been charitable enough to let her choose her meals from a menu created by him.
The food there proved that he was quite generous to her, but not as generous as Sebastian was. She bit her lower lip as she stood to open the door for Devily to come in with the food. She had chosen vegetable fried rice and a glass of mango juice for her lunch.
He set the food down onto a new table that he had added in the room yesterday. The bedsheets and curtains were changed today. In the place of the once plain colored bedsheets and curtains were newly washed ones coloured pink with complicated flower patterns.
She hated everything. From the room to Devily to herself. All she wanted was to be with Sebastian. All these days being kept prisoner here made her wish she were back with Sebastian to their first and second night together. Wherever she was, she could not forget him even during every time Devily hit or punched or kicked her.
He would sit staring into space and suddenly attack her with a punch to the side of her face. She had to thank god because every time he abuses her, he would remember that she's a human. A weak human. And because of that her head would not end up separated from her body and go flying towards the wall facing the direction of the punch.
The smell of the vegetable fried rice brought her back to the harsh reality form her constantly wandering thoughts.
"Don't think too much about anything. Just eat and in a few days' time you will be my bride. Your Sebastian is as good as dead. I will be your husband, not him. Be prepared. The tailor will be here tonight to measure your size for your wedding dress." He rose up and started making his way out.
" Go to hell, you devil! I won't marry you! Set Jocelyn and I free. Or else Sebastian and Carl will not let you off. Neither will Jocelyn or anyone you've hurt let you off!"
Wham! He kicked her and she flew all the way to the nearest wall. After she slid down, he said, "Watch what you say, moron, or else the next thing that flies to the wall will be your head followed by your decapitated body!" He stormed out darkly. Seething with anger only made it worse for her injury-a big dark bruise at the back of her butt but she can't see it.
She punched the wall. Surprisingly she was getting a little stronger day by day ever since she'd let Sebastian drink her blood, resulting in her making small dentings on the wall. Her skin was getting a little rougher each day and she wandered whether she'll become a hag. Sooner or later she'll be able to kick him to space.
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Carl was staring at the great mountains before him. This morning he and Sebastian had set off for the treacherous mountains to reach Jordan's kingdom (Jordan is the king of the werewolves). He had some doubts about the trip. It's either Jordan agrees to help them or he kills them.
Nevertheless, Carl insists on taking the risk. "We wouldn't know if we did not try," he'd said. Sebastian had no choice but to follow. They carried a backpack full of packed blood and drank little by little every time they stopped to rest.
"Dad, how long more do we have to travel?" Sebastian asked.
"By the end of the day."
"But, mum and Jocelyn...?"
"We'll be able to save them. Or pay with my life."
"What do you mean?"
"If we fail to get help from Jordan and if he wants to have our lives, then I'll sacrifice. Or let's say we managed to get help from him, but then we get caught by Simon and Devily and they want to take our lives, I'll stall for time while you escape with your mum and Stefenie. I'll try to kill Simon and Devily in the meantime too."
"Father, if we die, we die together."
"No. Let's carry on our journey. Don't argue anymore."
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Devily led an unwilling Stefenie to his room. She was furious to see that he had taken over Sebastian's room and changed or threw a lot of his things away.
"I refuse to try on that stupid gown! I don't want to be your bride! Go find other people!" She shrieked.
Anger boiled inside him but he didn't want to delay his marriage any further by creating anymore visible injuries. That'll damage his reputation. He wanted to invite all noblemen and court ministers to witness his wedding.
"Stefenie," he threatened dangerously, "Better behave as you should or you'll die."
"Kill me, then. That way will end all these shit. I won't have to suffer so much too. I don't need you to threaten me every time I disobey your orders. I don't need to follow your orders because I'm not your dog. Sebastian and I were very well before you came along. We don't need you to wreck our lives like this. The world will be better without scums like you and your father."
Devily slapped her. Her face was marked with the shape of his palm.
"Damn you, Devily!" Stefenie screamed and grabbed a table knife from a nearby table and attempted to stab him. But sly Devily, in just one second, managed to grab her knife-wielding hand and snatched away the knife with his other hand.
She faced him in fury, and then a sudden thought made her smile maliciously at him. "Ah!" She yelled as she used her more strong and powerful leg, her right leg, to kick at his you-know-where. "God help me!" he groaned loudly, his hands cupping his 'injured area'.
"Ha ha! You'll learn not to force me to follow your stupid intructions next time! I didn't know you would beg God to help you. I'll make this clear to you: no one will ever help you unless their personality is same as you or they've gone nuts!"
Leaving Devily lying on the floor, Stefenie ran out of the room to try to find an escape route. The location of another room that she knows was her room, the one which was filled with her things that Sebastian had brought for her.
Without any hesitations, she ran inside and fumbled to lock the door. She knew very well that the lock will not prevent Devily and his men from coming in, but locking it gave her a peace of mind. She tried to remember whether there was anything inside that can aid her with her escape plans. The window was unlocked but she'll still need something to help her.
The first thing that came to her mind was a handphone, followed by food, her MP3, ropes, money and clothes. She found her handphone, money, and MP3 in her pink flowery backpack. From the cupboard that Sebastian had bought for her, she packed some of the clothes into the bag and then wondered how on earth would she be able to get food and ropes.
Before she could think any longer, the door burst open with a Bang! And at the doorway stood a red-faced Devily. You could almost see steam rising above him as if he was a boiling pot of kettle. "You won't get me," vowed Stefenie. Not taking her seriously, he continued rushing forward to capture her for good.
His head met the fire extinguisher that Stefenie had aimed at his head. "What the heck?!"
