Unfathomable Phantom (COMPLETE)

XIV. Douglas Bennett = Satan

Chapter 14

"Where is that stupid girl?" was the first thing I heard in the morning followed by loud footsteps.

I cannot help myself from wincing from the sound of the very loud footsteps. As if the house is gonna fall apart any minute now.

My eyes are still closed, my body aching from the very uncomfortable bed and also because of what happened yesterday.

But my eyes automatically opened when I heard the click of the doorknob, the door flew open and there stood a man whom I don't recognize.

The man was old yet masculine, wearing very fancy traveling black clothes.

His brows meeting which perfectly showed his wrinkles, lips into a thin line, and his fist by his side. I've never seen a man so angry.

I've never imagined Douglas Bennett could be this angry. Heck, I didn't even imagine that a book manufacturer, a lover of books, could be this angry.

Right from that moment, I knew who he was. Based on the very expensive clothes, overpowering authority just by the way he stands and spoke, and lastly, his features are the same with his son.

Before I had time to react, Mister Douglas Bennett came rushing towards me and gripped my shoulders hard. Really hard. Then it shook me.

"Stupid people like you have no place in my household," he exclaimed, his voice is enough to scare the hell out of me.

"Do you realize what you've done, you empty-headed maid," he added, his hands still gripping my shoulders hard and shaking it.

I can seriously feel his fingers digging into my skin. I let out a cry from pain.

"I-i apologize, sir. I'll p-pay for it." I stuttered. I then bit my lips and once again, looked at my lap.

"You think you can actually pay for the vase you've broken? Wow, you're stupider than I thought you are, girl," he said as he let out a loud laugh. The thing is, I am absolutely sure it is not a happy laugh, but an angry laugh.

The man then grabbed my face, giving me deadly stares. His fingers are now burning around my throat.

"Look at me when I speak to you or else I'll let you rot in the asylum," he uttered. His hand still wrapped around my throat.

I can now feel my tears flowing down. I have never been afraid my whole life. As if his next move is to command his maid to fetch a knife and stab me in the eyeballs.

"Do you realize what you've done? That vase is irreplaceable, you worthless maid," said the person that I need to murder.

"P-please," I choked.

I can tell Mister Douglas Bennett was about to say something harsh but then, someone entered the room.

It was no other than Miss Dolores who I did not see for days with her arms crossed. Looking so authoritative. Her brow is rising.

With that, I don't know whether to feel safe or not. If she'll rescue me from the very violent Mister Douglas or she and my brutal employer will join forces to kill me judging from the way she looks at me right now.

Miss Dolores bowed her head to the guy who I need to murder but Mister Bennett just raised his right brow at her.

As if her sudden arrival doesn't matter.

"The warm bath is now ready, Sir," Miss Dolores butted in, her hands behind her back.

But Mister Douglas barely gave her a glance, his eyes still eyeing me angrily.