His captive bride (Roman Godfrey/Hemlock Grove fanfiction) book 2

Chapter 23

Andre stared at an angry Roman standing in front of him. He quickly had to come up with an excuse before he angered the being who stood before him even more. "I was looking for the reception desk, to inquire about getting a job here."

"By wandering down in the basement, where select few are authorized to enter," Roman asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Look man, I told you that I got lost. Why don't you be a nice guy and cut me a little slack," Andre asked hoping that Roman would buy his lie.

Roman made it look like he was thinking about it before replying. "I don't buy that excuse for a second, you piece of shit gypsy. I know you know who you are having a fling with. You will do anything to keep your slut from going and finding someone else who can give her exactly what she wants. Don't try and deny it either, because before she started dating you, your precious girlfriend was practically screwing everything that walked through her apartment door."

"That is no way to talk about Destiny. She did what she had to, just to make a little extra money on the side. Besides, you shouldn't be talking about my girlfriend like that; especially when we both know that your loving fiancé as you like to call her, isn't exactly innocent. How many guys do you wanna bet that your loving fiancé slept with, during the time that she was gone? Huh? How much do you wanna bet she got her fill of dicks while she was away from you," Andre snapped at Roman.

"Don't you dare talk about my mate like that! I personally made sure that no other male touched her when we were growing up. I also made sure that no other guy that we had gone to school with hooked up with her, because she is mine. I know she slipped up with one man. But that is being corrected right now as we speak. I won't ever let Peter go near my woman again," Roman snapped.

"That's who you are marrying?!? I now understand why Peter was freaking out now. It's because he was right about you! You are a jealous man who would go and lock an innocent woman in the closet, or wherever you lock the women that you grow possessive over; and you don't let them out to see the light of day! You might as well go ahead and kill Alyse then, since she will never gain any freedom from you. You are lying to her about her father's death," Andre screamed hoping to gain some attention to where he is at.

"How dare you! You obviously know nothing about my soon to be wife and I. No worries though. You won't be around long enough to get to know more about us, let alone expose this little secret that could destroy everything that I have worked so hard to make happen," Roman said before grabbing a hold of Andre biting into his neck, before ripping a chunk of it out. Roman then let the body fall to the floor.

Olivia stood there watching her son proudly. "I knew you were nothing like the man who played daddy figure to you. That man was spineless. You are not. You're so much more than him."

"Take care of the body and make sure that it gets dumped nobody would think to look for it," Roman ordered.

"After the way you just protected our most important secret. I will hide the body so well that it's rotted and decayed beyond recognition," Olivia said.

"I don't care what you do as long as you get it done. I must get home now. I have to see if I can strengthen the bond between Alyse and I," Roman said.

"Remember Roman, don't push it too far. Alyse is carrying your child now. You don't want her losing this baby," Olivia reminded Roman before he left.

Alyse lay in bed trying to come up with a way to free herself from the belt that Roman used to tie her hands to the bedpost. That damn bastard thinks that he's so god damn clever. I can't let him keep me like this. But how do I get out of this...unless I can gain the curiosity of the house guest that is her. She may be the one I need to get out of here once and for all, Alyse thought to herself before making an attempt to get Miranda's attention.