Owned by Him (rewrite)

41. Misleading Solitude

A week had passed since the execution. Nobody was talking about it; the way these people complied with Marvel's decision was beyond my imagination. Now that they were left with no more witnesses, no more suspects, no more evidence, the further investigation couldn't proceed and the case was on hold, just like that.

I didn't know how to feel about it - if I felt relieved, would it be called arrogant?

That day, I learned that when you had been proven doing prohibited things in this circle, you were already found guilty and confession was no longer necessary because what awaited you at the end was absolute.

At that time, I was convinced about what Gilbert told me was true because I was also thinking the same.

Unfortunately, Marvel disagreed.

It was still mysterious to all of us why he destroyed his only witness and suspect before collecting all the pieces of evidence. Being sly as I knew he was, normally, he wouldn't do something that put him at disadvantage.

That night after the shot, I didn't know what happened to James Laurier. To be honest, I didn't want to know what they did to his dead body after that. I just did what I could do at a time like that and served Marvel as I should. I tried my best not to annoy him and so I did whatever he wanted.

But, that night, I didn't know why, rather than being scared of what he could do, I was more afraid of his silence. The state of Marvel that didn't talk at all, if I said or did something wrong, I might have ended up like James...

It was safe to assume that he was angry. On the contrary, he normally talked a lot when he was angry, torturing both my mind and body for punishment. All he did was the opposite that night. Then again, being angry and being gentle were not something that would work together, so the reason he acted that way was still an enigma.

Escaping from my thoughts after a while, I turned my gaze at Marvel. He was sitting on his chair in his office, talking with Tanaka.

It was Friday morning and the weather spoke of chilly overcast. I was waiting for my turn to report about the company's financial situation, but they didn't seem to close their discussion soon. Suddenly, there was a loud bam and it startled the three of us.

"Marvel, you still alive?"

The door was pushed open without hesitation it created a loud bam followed by a loud voice of a man. The man walked into the office room leisurely as if he was familiar with this private part of Yerevan's mansion, he even reminded me of the owner's demeanor when he was here. After making such a dramatic entrance, the male in a grey suit officially joined us.

Just like how he had a similar atmosphere as the alpha of this household, his features conveyed the same; tall and manly. I glanced at him for a quick guess; he might be around thirty-five. His hair was naturally dark brown, his eyes were sapphire blue, and his skin was fair - what a rare combination. Within the first minute after he forced his presence into the room, his relaxed attitude made it less awkward and before long, it had blended with the air.

"Underboss?!"

Breaking the silence, Tanaka exclaimed in surprise as he addressed the fourth member among us, blinking in quick succession to make sure his eyes didn't lie. I turned at him in confusion, and as he was standing beside Marvel, I could see Marvel was also staring at this intruder.

At first, Marvel seemed a bit surprised as if he didn't expect the visit, but then he maintained his expression to stay calm and composed, unaffected by the change of ambience that man created.

Usually, he would just continue with his business and not give a single damn if he wasn't interested. But, seeing him rather distracted by the appearance of a person, even making him stop in his track, I started to wonder about the reason that caused him to be like that.