The lovers went on eating their food in the most relaxed way. They were taking turns shoving their shared fork on their mouths not minding their salivas were mixing up together.
“Burrrppp...” Arkael covered his hand hurriedly feeling embarrassed with the sudden announcement of being fully satisfied. He tried to muffle it but he was a bit late. His traitor tummy already brought him embarrassment. “Opppsss... Excuse me...” he added lowering his head.
“Hmmm... I appreciated that compliment, My love...” Zadkiel smiled at his man who was now lowering his head in embarrassment. He got a hold of the tissue paper and wiped his mouth clean.
“Hand me some please...” Arkael asked for a piece of tissue paper too.
“I love you more, My love...” Zadkiel’s voice came out affectionately. ‘You finally got him!’ His heart couldn’t contain its joy as it hammered violently inside his chest. “And now I’m bare... totally bare... no shields, no more armors to protect my broken soul against you...” Arkael muttered lowly. For some reason, he was feeling uneasy. He couldn’t pinpoint it but it crept the hell out of him! “Hey...” Zadkiel cupped the man’s face with his hands, “don’t regret it please... I want to be your shield, My love. I want to be your armor...” he stared at him with utmost sincerity hoping he could make him feel the way how he feels. “Thank you so much for assuring me, Axe. But...” Arkael trailed off his words. His mind wandered to his so-called mother. His c
“Or what mother?” Arkael asked curiously. He wants to know what was this so-called mother of his was planning to do. He had been through a lot under his mother's evil wings. “Or... You would end up rotting in jail for the rest of your life...” Merida chuckled humorously on the other side of the line. She seemed to be enjoying Arkael’s helplessness! “I didn't do anything which was against the law... How can I be rotting in jail for nothing?” Arkael clenched his fist tight. His excellent and lovable mother was threatening him! What did he do to deserve such a kind of mother? Did he do something unacceptable in his past life that he had to suffer so much like this, in this life? “Hahaa... Don't forget that I saw you serving your dad a coffee when he dr
“Okay... Okay...” Arkael tried to calm his simmering nerves down. The woman seemed to be telling the truth and he couldn't force her to admit to something that she haven't done. He shoved his hand into his pocket and took out his phone dialing his mother's private line. For some reason, he felt that something was happening behind his back. Maybe he could get the answer that he needed if he talked to his dear mother. The mockery was playing in his brain as he dialed Merida’s number. The line ranged and was answered immediately. “Yes, hello, Casimiro residence...” A woman's cheerful voice came out through the line. Merida’s assistant to be exact. “Give the phone to Merida...” Arkael commanded pacing back and forth at his wide living room. His hand clutc
“Are you sure about this? I mean... What if... What if...” The woman stammered. She looked doubtful at Arkael’s proposal. She seemed to be hesitating.“What if what? Come on... Say it, don't hesitate... We have to work it out together to survive...” Arkael coaxed softening his voice.“I... I'm in a relationship at the moment. What I mean is... What if some caught us in the middle?” The woman tried to reason out.“Then, what would you like to propose? Can you leave her completely and be devoted to me? Or... Cancel the wedding be with her?” Arkael also tried to reason out. It seemed like they were going to argue with their reasoning.“
Arkael had just closed his eyes and was about to drift into his dreamland when his phone’s vibrations got him abruptly back to his senses. He opens his green eyes vastly, his trouser pocket kept on vibrating. He wasn't still moving and his mind seemed to be still wandering. He looked exactly in a complete daze. Beep... Beep... Beep... “What the —...” He was startled as he came back to his right senses. He shoved his hand into his pocket and took out his phone. He then took an immediate peek at his mobile screen and his eyes turned ferocious. The caller is exactly the one who made his head throbbing to the extreme, the woman in his life that he hated the most — Merida!
Back to Merah... She had reached the bathroom that the guard had specified her to use. She glanced around vigilantly and her eyes caught sight of a used hygiene necessity. “This is better than nothing...” she mumbled to herself and stripped herself hurriedly throwing her dirty and torn clothes into the trash bin in the corner. She rubbed her body hard to wash away the humiliations that Merida has wrapped her for so many years. Never did once he thought that her twin sister would put her into hell. “Huhuhu...” She couldn't help but cry hard as she recalled everything that she had suffered during those years. And if she stayed like a meek kitten under her twin’s supremacy, she would suf
Merah stared at the bottle in her hand with a hint of frustration. Her darkened eyes flashed with guilt and pitty. She felt terrible at what she did but what else could she do? She had a family to rescue from her twin’s evil claws. She had to go with it, she had no choice! Since the very first day that Merida had taken her away from her family, she had been yearning for them for heaven knows how many times. She had cried her eyes out every single minute trying to recover every memory of her family. She buried them deep in her heart. She treasured her husband’s facial image and her son’s too. Her husband and son were there in Merida’s side while she was in detention suffering the latter’s endless humiliation and unreasonable punishment. She hadn't had any idea of how their life goes on for so many years. Did they even w
Merah went speechless and utterly dumbfounded. She didn't move and was still staring intently at him. Her eyes stabbed at the man’s pair trying to check the authenticity and sincerity of his words. She had recalled that this guard wasn’t indeed treating her like an animal if he was ordered to take his turn by their leader. He was always looking reluctant on accepting the order but he took her gently and slowly seemingly afraid to hurt her. She was baffled though, and would always suspect him for something she couldn't point out. “You had said that you were one of my husband’s men, were you... Were you still talking to him?” Merah asked attentively. She was hoping that she wasn’t lured to be caught by the guard or else he would also end up eating the food that she made.