9. Dance of Death

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My bank account holds a large sum of money but I have to find a job and live a simpler life than what I had with my family or in the Rife's palace.

I had met with few of my friends, peasants, they helped me make a new identity and forged working permits from the Ravanna office.

I tied my hair in a bun, wear thick glasses, make ups which I don't really wear because of Lord Rife who wants me to appear naturally, and a costumized pair of suit that I just bought.

"Miss Brazen Louvenslash?" I looked at the woman, aged 45, dark curly haired, pure Philinian.

I stand up and walked away from the participating applicants who are also sitting on the lined up chairs.

I entered the room and gave my resume to the woman sitting in her office.

"You're applying for a position, a writer?" She looks at me and back to my resume. You look overqualified for the position but your a great asset for this establishment. You're hired." She puts my resume on the pile of folders.

I sold my car and bought a simpler one, rent an apartment even if I can afford a house and lot, my job is now simple and I can have my own time all by myself.

*ring ring*

"Csarie, you have to watch the news. Your'e everywhere." My friend Dixon called me in the afternoon.

The television revealed my greatest fear. I was considered missing and Claude had offered a large money no one can resist.

"Dixon, what am I going to do? The award is millions. What if someone finds out?" I got worried and my head is starting to jumble. I can't think straight.

"Csarie, you have to go home now. Claude had imprisoned your parents in the palace. Even Daina and Alexa, I know he'll soon find me too. I don't know if he's going to kill us. I am afraid Csarie. Please. This is for your family and friends. I know Claude will never hurt you."

*beep*

He ended the call. I was starving. It's getting dark. The weather is terrible in here. The environment seems gloomy because of the dark clouds covering the bright blue sky. I went to the nearest kiosk and entered the gate to my apartment.

'Huh!' I saw some men in suit walking around. I sensed that they are looking for me so I put on my hood and walked toward the floor of my unit. The breeze is strong and the wind is cold so I braced myself inside my thick jacket.

When I reached the stairs, I looked back and saw Claude coming close so I ran quickly toward my apartment and closed the door immediately locking myself in my room. The situation makes me feel more colder because of fear, causing me to shake.

*click*

'What?!'

The door still opened and saw Claude using a duplicate key that he might have got from the land lady. He looks at me with a killer eyes. His other hand is folded on his back. He slowly steps inside and the light coming from the window finally revealed him.

He closed the door and locked it. I shivered in fear as I see his eyes seemed like burning me inside. I'll try what I can. Should I kneel before him? I really don't know. My head is blank.

"Claude." I did what I can to escape his wrath but he seems persistent to punish me.

He's coming closer and I can see his evilness again.

"Ah! Claude! Please no!" He removed his neck tie and tied my both hands on my back.

"Shut up!" His not so loud voice roared like it came from hell. I was already crying in fear and I am getting helpless.

"You know what will happen if you get away from me." He unzipped my coat and lifts up my shirt.

"You can never get away from me, Csarie. No matter what you do, I can always find you, begging for me, needing me."

"Claude, my family? Where's my family? What did you do to my friends?" His hands are too quick and I'm already tied lying on my bed.

He stepped away from me, looking around my room, opening my cabinets and my bag.

"Let's make a deal, Csarie. If you stay with me, act normal and do your obligations, your loved ones will live peacefully. If you try to run away again, they will die." He turns to face me and waited for my answer.

"Clau- Claude, I will go back home with you. I will never run away again. I promise. Just let them go." I closed my eyes and cried silently. He gave me no choice.

"Good! Let's seal it."

"Huh?"

He moved closer and leaned, kissing my lips wildly, his saliva spread all over my lips and his tongue forced itself to enter my mouth.

"Mmm!" I tried to resist but my wrists are tied tight on my back.

"Don't dare to defy me." He warned so I kept still and let him do what he wants. His tongue that speaks cold and horrifying words are now hot and forces itself to get inside of my mouth, intruding me but no I feel better. His hands are cruel but now, it is gentle, soothing and warm. It makes me want him go on even if I want to resist.

He massaged my chest rubbing it gently and made me lie on the bed. His eyes arouses me even if he looks at me in a cold manner. He looks like a doll, a porcelain doll. The strands of his long blonde hair fell on my face. They're soft, tickling and sweet-smelling like the shampoo that I used.

My jeans are removed including my underwear. He kissed my skin, sucked my fingers while his eyes are closed. He goes down even between my thighs. The way he play with it using his tongue and sip it, he looks like a hungry predator licking and tasting a delicious prey.

"Oh! Claude, mmmm." My eyes closed and licked my own lips while feeling the satisfying movements he does on me.

"Aahhh... Claude..."

He untied my wrists and I caressed his face down to his naked body. He licked my finger and began entering me wildly. The bed creaks because of his strong movement. He bits my fingers while doing it faster and faster and the creaking sound becomes louder and louder.

...

We wore our clothes and packed my things and we're ready to leave. I act like my usual manner, diplomatic and strong-willed woman they used to know. His men took care of my things and we ride to go home.

When we reached the mansion, everyone's surprised but they seemed relieved that I'm back.

Except for someone I used to despise.

"Excuse me? You're here again? Guard?! Take this woman outside of this house!" I ordered the guard and I glared at Tyra before I proceed with Claude.

"I thought you're not coming back! Why do you have to return, ruining my life! Claude! Help me! Claude!" I heard Tyra's screaming but we never looked back.

"Claude, I'm sure that if you use her to replace me, you will sink." I stated proudly at him while placing my things back to my cabinet.

"You're very narcissistic. Where did you learned that?" He looked at me smiling while he closed the door of our room.

"From your parents, my dear husband." I looked at him with a sharp piercing eyes and an evil smile.

"They did a good job. And now, your'e becoming more and more like me. I already owned you completely. Mind, heart, body and soul. You are no longer considered as an angel." He seems convinced and pleased with me and pleasured each other again in his bed.

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