Chapter 6

Chapter Six.

BRENDA 

His words kept flowing like the Darkest symphony in my ears as I tried replaying everything.

“You asked to marry me?” I asked again to be sure.

He couldn't be serious, right? 

There was no way my enemy would want to marry me, highly impossible was an understatement.

“Yes! I am currently awaiting their response! I doubt that they'll deny me!” His cocky voice came and I frowned.

“How is that possible!? You can't marry me!” I yelled frantically, The Cuffs around my ankles, dangling over my sudden forceful pull.

His proud smirk was still intact and that alone made me feel like disfiguring his whole face all together.

He was annoyingly Handsome.

“Have you forgotten our deal, princess?” He asked and I blinked.

“You aren't taking it seriously, are you?” I asked, still pulling at the cuffs and he grinned.

A sadistic kind of grin that made me shiver.

I want him to have zero effect on me but it's so hard when I am the one tied to a fùcking bed!

“My parents would never sell me out to you, they love me so much!” I said and he Rolled eyes.

“I'm pretty sure that shouldn't be coming from someone who ran away from a wedding, ARRANGED by her parents!” He said and I glared at him.

He was right.

Not accepting defeat anyways, I continued.

“You're the enemy! I'm pretty sure my parents wouldn't allow you to have me, they are going to do every sane and insane thing possible to get me back!”

I mumbled and I seemed to have had him stuck.

I thought I had won, I really did, until he said.

“Well then! I'll just have to kill you!” 

My eyes widened immediately.

“Kill me?” I asked, Shocked how an harmless conversation could turn so bloody.

Okay, maybe not that harmless.

“That's what I told your parents! I mean, if they can't hand you over to me instead of that old mafia, who's dìck is probably decayed, then you might as well be dead!” 

The words rolled out sinfully from his thin lips and All I could do was stare.

I've faced a lot of missions in my life, but this..this seemed like the hardest.

I've been caught and trapped by the same person who killed my brother, Austin for coming to negotiate with him and now he's threatening to kill me too if I don't marry him?

What the fùck goes on in this psycho’s head!

“Please!” I started slowly and he arched an eyebrow.

If I kept cussing, he could just bring out a gun and there goes my gut!

If I keep pulling, the sharp edges of the handcuffs would dig deeper into my skin and more blood would flow…literally.

So I resorted to the forbidden technique that I've never used before.

Ever.

Pleading.

“Please what?” He asked, sitting up as if interested.

“Please let go of me! Okay! I promise that my family would have nothing to do with your clan from now on! Just let me go!” I said, resisting the urge to cry.

Nothing would make me look weak in front of this scumbag.

Nothing!

He ignored me as he stood up, walking out of the room.

I watched his back view for a while till he disappeared behind closed doors and I finally let my tears out.

I don't cry in front of people, Mama had always told me to not show my emotions in front of anyone, especially the enemy.

But now that he's gone, I couldn't control it anymore.

Maybe if I hadn't run from the marriage.

If I had stayed and married that old fatty.

Maybe then, everything would have been alright.

But then, I remember kaden's words earlier.

‘Didn't he tell you I would be coming for you? I was hoping you would put up a fight but you hopedd on my bike as if you were expecting me!’

Had he come to kill me at my wedding?

Was that the reason why he had been waiting outside?

Well, I did kill one of his men so it wouldn't be a surprise but then..

Did I really escape death but hoping on his bike?

The questioned lingered in my head as I rested by head to sleep but None came, I had a chilly feeling running down my spine and I needed Noone to tell me that Kaden was back in the room and staring at him from behind.

That darn fùcker.

I tried all I could to sleep but my eyes but that wasn't happening, 

Being in the same room with your enemy?

What if he just decides to pick up a pillow and suffocate me at night?

I chuckled at my silliness, A bloodthirsty beast like Kaden would never kill with a pillow, unless that pillow was filled with acid and laced with toxic chemicals able to gorge my eyes out.

I chuckled yet again.

“What are you thinking about that is so funny, princess?” His voice came, low and nearly taunting.

I rolled my eyes and replied, still not looking at yourself.

“None of your business, bloody psycho!”

I could feel his unending smirk and I just know he likes it.

That psycho loves me cussing at him.

He was crazy, even more crazy than me.

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Like I suspected, I wasn't able to sleep with that fùcker's gaze on me and immediately I felt the warm sunlight from the only window in the room, indicating that it was dawn, I sat up.

My eyes hurt so much and i can already imagine them red and puffy.

I yawned out, sleepily and turned, surprised to see Kaden still staring at me.

Is he a vampire or something?

Doesn't he sleep?

“You look so good in the morning, princess!”

I knew it was a joke.

A taunt.

A mock.

Nothing good can ever come out of his mouth.

“Hungry?” He asked and I gave him a sour gaze.

“Nope! For all I know you could have the food poisoned!” I snapped and he smirked again.

Gosh! Is there a DIY on how to wipe that cocky thing off his lips?

“You think so low of me, Princess! It's hurtful!” He said, Standing up as he took wide strides towards him.

When he got close enough, I struggled angrily, forgetting the handcuffs that were still around my wrist. 

Kaden brought his lips closer to my ears and whispered.

“If you don't want to eat food, however you eat something else instead, remember what I told you at the woods? You could replace Sasha and suck on my ďicķ! I'm madly horny after watching you sleep all night!”