Chapter 23

A few days had passed since Aleta had been locked up in the prison with Esson or as he was known as Ethan. Every time after a meal, Aleta would get very sleepy due to the sleeping pills mixed in. And every time Aleta slept, Ethan would leave the room.

Ethan enjoyed every second he spent with Aleta in prison as if they weren't locked up. Like right now, Ethan and Aleta were chatting casually and saying some jokes that made Aleta laugh a few times.

"Ha ha ha, stop that Ethan. You're giving me a stomachache!" Aleta laughed with satisfaction at the joke.

"There's no way I'm just going to tell a joke. I'll tell you another joke that will help you pass out," Ethan retorted.

"I'm not laughing because your jokes are funny," Aleta argued.

"Then why?" asked Ethan.

"It's because you're not funny but still believe it's funny, ha ha ha." Aleta laughed again.

While their conversation was going on, two men suddenly came and opened the bars. Without asking or signaling, they lifted Aleta's body.

"What! Hey... what are you doing!" protested Aleta as the men picked her up.

Ethan, who looked panicked, tried to chase after Aleta, but the chains on his legs made it impossible for him to move.

"No! What are you doing? Bring Aleta back. Aleta!" Ethan shouted.

"Ethan... Ethan help me!" said Aleta while beating someone who was holding her.

One man took Aleta away and the other seemed to lock the bars again. They took Aleta away to who knows where. And after Aleta and the men were out of sight, Ethan stopped screaming. He just smiled and went back to being himself.

"Don't worry Aleta, you'll be fine," Ethan murmured with his sweet smile.

Meanwhile Aleta was starting to get dizzy because this guy was carrying her on his shoulder like a sack of rice.

"Aaahh my head is spinning, where are you taking me!" said Aleta.

They didn't say anything, just kept walking through the stairs, the hallway, until finally they came to a comfortable room. A room that looked more like a modern living room.

The men dropped Aleta roughly on a large velvet sofa. And after that, they switched to guarding the entrance.

"Ouch... that hurts. What's wrong with these people!" grumbled Aleta.

The girl looked around in all directions. Feeling confused about where she was.

"Where am I?" she asked herself.

"Sorry for the rude behavior of my men." The heavy voice of a man made Aleta turn her head. A large man with piercing eyes, and a large tall stature seemed to come towards Aleta.

The man walked over and sat down opposite Aleta. They sat facing each other with a table separating them.

Aleta looked at this man in confusion. She had no idea who this man was and had never even met him.

"Who are you, why am I here, and why are you here?" she asked.

"Why? Because this is my home, of course," the man replied clearly.

"Huh, you mean, you... are..."

"I'm Gordon. Gordon Martinz. The one who brought you here!" the man explained firmly.

Aleta was a little surprised. So this was the Mr. Gordon that Ethan, Davian's enemy, had told her about. Aleta didn't think that she would meet in person a vile person who had taken many lives.

"Scared?" guessed Gordon after seeing Aleta's expression.

Scared? Aleta might have been scared at first. But after all this time spent with Ethan. Maybe that fear had turned into curiosity.

"Why did you bring me here! What is your real purpose," Aleta asked.

"Me? Ha ha ha, isn't it obvious. You're that jerk's lover, aren't you?" the man asked. Although his question was more like a statement.

"Beloved? Whose beloved! I belong to no one," Aleta argued.

"Davian...! You're Davian Ricardo's lover aren't you!" Gordon still insisted.

"I told you I'm not! What the hell is wrong with you. So you arrested me because you think I'm his lover. Who the hell are you huh! I don't want to get involved with your business. Let me go right now!" Aleta started to growl but the man laughed even harder.

"Ha ha ha, small and defiant. But weak and easily captured. You've given me a lot of surprises. Who exactly are you huh?" Gordon looked interested and excited.

"But... that's not what we're going to talk about." The man added. He leaned his body on the sofa and then sat down casually.

"I know your past!" Gordon insisted.

Aleta frowned. What past was this man talking about? Everyone has a past, right?

"What do you mean, I really don't understand!" she retorted.

"First of all, let's have a casual chat. It's going to be a bit long and emotionally draining," Gordon said.

The man moved his hand, signaling his servant to bring drinks. After a while, someone brought the food and drinks and placed them on the table right in front of Aleta.

"How could you think that I would eat at a time like this?" Aleta said after looking at the food on the table.

As if he didn't care about Aleta's response, Gordon asked, "Do you like tea?"

Aleta didn't answer, she just watched him pour hot tea water from the teapot into the cup. It was possible that the villain, who usually liked bloodshed, would ask for tea.

Gordon took the cup of tea and took a sip after drinking it.

"Look, there's no poison. I drank it, didn't I? Try it," the man ordered.

Aleta was a little hesitant. But then she poured the tea into her cup and drank a little.

"I know about the massacre at the blue moon hotel a few years ago," the man said while Aleta was drinking.

"Pffttt, uhuk... uhuk!" Aleta immediately choked after hearing the narrative said by Gordon. She immediately put down her cup, raised her head and looked straight at the man.

"How did you know!" While everyone was trying to cover up the reality of the incident, this man suddenly came up with a different statement.

The Blue Moon Hotel massacre incident whose case had been closed and disappeared from the public as well as any media. An incident that killed many employees at the hotel. Everyone Aleta asked about it only replied that they didn't know. But this man...

Aleta waited furiously for an answer to her question. What had happened to make the news disappear into thin air. What Gordon had meant to tell Aleta about this.