Chapter Five

~Gunther~

"Sadly. I don't give second chances to people who wronged me, love." 

I couldn't care less if she was an important key for me to claim my inheritance. She slapped me, she is deserving to shuffle off this mortal coil. 

No woman had ever put me to shame like that. That, my bruised ego couldn't forgive. 

Cocking the hammer of my special revolver, the sound of the cylinder rotating is like music to my ears. I stared back at the woman kneeling in front of me. 

"Any last wishes?" 

She closed her tear-stricken eyes as if uttering a prayer to her God. Holding my horses, I waited for her. 

Until I got bored. "Nothing? Alright, then." 

Positioning my revolver near her head, I was about to pull the trigger, almost. But, she murmured something that had me blown away. 

"Can I get a kiss?" 

Flabbergasted, I asked. "What?" 

She opened her eyes and gazed directly at mine. "Kiss me, Mr. Silvestri. That is my last wish." 

What the fuck? What is she playing at? I lowered my gun and contemplated for a couple of seconds. I noticed her smirking my way.

"Scared, Mr. Silvestri? Here I thought you'd grant me my last wish?" 

Seriously. This little girl has gotten on my nerves from the very first time we met. 

"Perhaps, you don't know how to plant a kiss on a girl's cheeks? Are you gay?" 

I certainly know for a fact that she was solely buying time. To delay me from annihilating her right there and then. 

And, I hate to admit that it was fucking working. Now, I am bloody curious about what her lips would taste like against mine. 

Why is she asking for a kiss when she instantaneously threw a fit when I teased her to get undressed?

She is playing games with me. 

"It is just a kiss. What are you so afraid of?"

Her eyes were challenging me. Out of the blue, Calixto stood behind me and muttered.

"I don't think killing the girl is the best option here, boss. Think about all the assets and properties your Abuela had left for you. Do you want to give up all of that? You worked hard for everything you deserve." 

Clenching my jaw, I mulled things over. Wrestling with my thoughts. It is rather a shame to lose my inheritance just because I refused to play games with this girl. 

I scooched down, clutching my hands onto the girl's collar tightly. I heard her whimper in pain yet I ignored it. 

Advancing my mouth near her quivering lips, I stopped to look at her detached eyes.

"Do you honestly believe that I would kiss you, love? After you left me in that restaurant and threw a fit on me at my office?"

It beats me why all of a sudden, she seemed relieved rather than disappointed. In sooth! She was toying with me. 

Enraged, I brusquely shoved her to the ground. "Ouch. Bellend!" 

"Shut your gob or I will reconsider sparing your life. Bear in mind, I own you now, love." 

I am going to make sure she will be under my mercy from that moment onwards. She won't be able to break free from my claws, come hell or high water. 

"Untie her. We're going back home." 

~~~

~Agathe~

The ride in the car's backseat was somehow suffocating. Words of the bellend sitting beside me kept repeating inside my head. 

'Bear in mind, I own you now, love.'

Perhaps, I had it coming for myself. If I didn't let my pride get the best of me, all of this wouldn't happen. 

I should have shed off my clothes back at his office like a submissive, little kitten. Then, he would have agreed to sponsor my mother's surgery right there and then. 

Now, I am his captive. While my mother is still in pain, having no one tends to her disease. 

If this will be her last night in this inhuman world, I want to see her so badly and bid her goodbye. 

Another tear fell from my eye. Can't imagine I am envisioning my mother's death as of the jiffy. 

I trembled in a shivering cold, wiping my face in sheer silence. I was still wearing my waitress uniform, which the bellend had poured with ice-cold water minutes ago.

How I wish I would eventually die from frostbite. Perhaps, I would kick the bucket together with my beloved mother. 

"Refrain from moving." 

Unexpectedly, the bellend's baritone voice rumbled in the middle of the hushed atmosphere inside the car. 

A warm, sweet-smelling coat from the bellend was subsequently wrapped around my exhausted body. I fancied shaking off the coat away from me. 

Yet, who am I kidding? I desperately needed it. 

My weary eyes shifted toward the bellend's direction as I buried myself inside the large coat. He was still the same gorgeous amber eyed man I was quite attracted to at first sight. 

The only difference was, my first impression of him never lasted. As the saying goes, looks can be very deceiving. 

"Drive faster, Calixto. I don't fancy having a dead body inside my car." 

I frowned. See that attitude? Here I thought he was genuinely worried about me, even for a bit. 

I thought wrong! 

"Asshole." I murmured. 

I wonder who will marry someone like him. I should pity that woman. 

"I certainly told you to shut the fuck up, didn't I?" 

I gritted my teeth silently. Such an ill-mannered brute. 

He should be grateful that I couldn't respond anymore because my lips were trembling so much from the effing cold. 

For the rest of the ride, I stayed tight-lipped. Suppressing my emotions, squishing myself onto the windows so he would be conscious of how much I abhor him. 

~~~

~Gunther~

"Welcome back, young master." 

Belvedere, the chief butler of my villa, bowed and greeted me as soon as I got out of the car. 

The dripping wet girl came after me, Belvedere awarded me instantly with a questioning look. 

"Woah." The redhead girl uttered in awe upon perceiving the majestic and colorful stone water fountain stationed in front of my villa. 

It was a marble cupid statue with a bow and arrow in his hands. 

I smirked. Gone was the profound hostility in her eyes. Was she this easy to please? 

"This is Agathe Clementine Capucine, my betrothed. Bathe her, dress her and bring her to the poolside in thirty minutes." 

Belvedere's wrinkled eyes grew wider, reflecting that of the girl's ocean blue ones. 

"Betrothed? Say that again?" 

She asked, lines forming between her eyebrows. I brushed her question aside, glaring at Belvedere to get his job done immediately. 

Belvedere bowed, frightened of my death stare. "Right away, young master." 

Thereafter, he gestured to two to three housemaids to drag the girl away from me.

"Take the madam to the main guest room. Pronto." Belvedere instructed. 

"Hold on. What is bloody happening!" 

Such a headache. 

Not fancying my servants to be suspicious of her and our wee setup, I pulled her close to my body. I must admit, I was quite astounded when our skin touched each other for the first time. 

Lifting her chin, I murmured near her ear. But, enough to be heard by everyone crowding around us. 

"We're getting married tonight, love. Isn't that what you have been dreaming of?" 

~~~

~Agathe~

The calluses on his finger were rough against my chin. Yet oddly enough, it wasn't hurting me. 

I failed to recall what he just uttered. The close proximity of our faces was enough to make me lightheaded and weak in the knees. 

Why is he so good-looking? Dang it. 

"I. . uh. ."

"Therefore, stop your whining, love." The bellend faced me and caressed my damp hair lovingly, his dark amber eyes sparkling. 

He is so good at play-acting that he is indeed smitten by me. 

"Let Belvedere and the housemaids wash and dress you. Hmm? I assure you, they won't bite."

He was about to let me go when he seemed like he forgot about something. He kept his sturdy arms around my waist, restraining me from moving. 

"Ahh, right. Don't be afraid of Belvedere. He bats for the other team. He won't fancy craving for your coochie." 

The last word he murmured near my ear sent tingling sensations down my spine! This bellend! 

He undoubtedly knows his way with women! Why does that mere thought suddenly evoke unadulterated bitterness in me? 

I just met him, for crying out loud! 

"Looks like my bride-to-be has pulled herself together, at long last. You can usher her now. Be careful. I love this lady more than my whole life." 

I fancied throwing up at his empty and meaningless declaration of love. The words 'bride-to-be' stunned me more than I can imagine. 

Is this really happening to me? I strongly refused to believe so. 

Wide-eyed, the bellend's servants started dragging me away. Everything happened so fast right after. The next few moments seem to have gone by, in a blur.

Two to three maids began peeling off my clothes as soon as we entered a lavish bathroom. They started washing my body under the hot shower.

When they were finished, they dried me off and asked me politely to change into a white dress with long sleeves but with a plunging neckline!

The worst part? They vanished from my sight without handing me a new set of undergarments! 

Left with no choice, I wore the white dress and strutted out of that room. I spotted no one in the hallways. 

Instantaneously, an idea arose in my distressed psyche. This is my sole chance to escape! However. .

"Where do you think you're going, love?"