07||~Enid

07||~Enid.

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"Stay still." Is the response he offers. 

I am tempted to shout at him or even fight, but after feeling the cold barrel of that gun against my temple, my anger has shimmered down. Left with no choice but to let do as he pleases, I relax into his broad shoulder. 

The cold night air hits me once we are outside, sending my hair dropping like a waterfall. The urge to get down his shoulders and look around the house is strong. 

Thankfully, the car isn't too far from the house. My back meets the leather seat with a soft plop. I glare at him as he slips in beside me. 

"Go." With one word, the car roars ti life. I spin around, bright eyes looking through the mirror at the large landmass I will be leaving behind. 

After taking in my fill through the dark, I relax into my sit, only to freeze when I feel cold eyes on me. My hand fists my t-shirt between my fingers. "W-What are you looking at?" 

Caught red handed, Adrrik snatches his gaze from me, a cute pucker between his brow. I must really be crazy. 

Since when has this man before me been cute? 

It takes me a while to get my thoughts back together, when I do, the question bubbling inside me finally leaves my lips. "Where are we going?" 

Silence envelopes the car, just the soft him of the engine the only thing filling in the space. A sigh slips out of my lips.

Great.

Not only is annoying, he is also acting mute.

Fine.

Two can play the game, I'd rather spend the rest of my life in that mansion than be in his presence anyways-

"Honeymoon." The answer makes me pause. Addrik looks into my eyes, lip curled at the side. "We are going on our honeymoon, my little bride." 

My heart stutters at the sight of his smile. Not a cold on, no, it's soft, almost warm. 

Our eyes locks like we are under a spell, I can feel my insides fluttering. Unfortunately, the moment is broken when he looks away, clearing his throat.

Breath fills my lungs again, chest heaving, mind jumbled. This is the effect Adrrik has on me, finding out that he still has this effect on me makes my cheeks burn. 

Head down. My fingers curl with themselves. 

This is crazy. What is wrong me with me? 

The rest of the car ride is silent, yet my heart isn't. Not when the man I once dreamed of is right beside me. There are many things I don't want to admit. Including the fact that this crazy man actually has some effect on me.

A few hours later, when I am almost dozing off, the car comes to a halt in front of the most beautiful building I have ever laid my eyes on.

Eyes wide open, body leaning forward. I take in the large resort surrounded by nature, bright light that dances like a pistachio of color. "Beautiful." I Marvel, almost jumping out of the car.

Electric jolts my skin as a hand reaches out and grabs my wrist. "Stay still." Adrrik says. 

My cheek must be as red as a tomato now. How could I have acted like an excited kid just now? Unable to meet his gaze, I force myself to relax until the car has pulled over. 

Adrrik helps me out of the car, now that I lean closer to him, I notice that he smells of roses. A memory long forgotten invades my mind.

"Why do you have so many roses in your house?" I question him after a afternoon of sex. Adrrik runs his hand through my hair.

"I love tending to them." He responds. At the time, Adrrik was a normal man to me. I believed he was a young billonaire, and even though there was no way for us to be together, I still wanted him to be mine.

"Babochka?" His deep voice pulls me back to the present. He has a brow raised, trying to figure me out.

I take a step back, snatching my hand from his. The small of roses makes my stomach twist. I still can't figure out why I can smell it when everyother has evaded my senses.

Adrrik stay still for a moment, gaze fixed on the part where our hands had once been in touch, then he fists his hand and shoves it in his suit pocket. Jaw tight, he heads into the resort. 

My feet moves on its own, following him through the beautiful place that screams of luxury and elegance. At least he did something right.

A honeymoon. 

As if. I scoff. We are not some loving couple, so why bring me here? Silence lingers between us as we stand in the elevator, waiting for the door you open. When it does, he leads me to a room.

The moment Addrik opens the door to let me in, a sharp gasp leaves me. Breathless, and stunned. I walk into the room.  

The red bed has flower petals scattered on it, forming a love shape. Behind it is a glass wall that oversees the ocean.

Another memory invades my head. 

"When I get married, I want to go to the ocean for my honeymoon." Addrik was standing at the patio in his house. It my third day of being his exclusive dancer, but we had grown strangely close. "I want a red bed, covered in roses, like this one." I pointed to the rose places carefully in the vase beside us.

Tears stings my eyes.

He remembers. Those words were spoken many years ago. H-How? Realization hits like a running truck. H-He knows.

Adrrik knows who I am. 

I spin around, only to see him standing right in front of me. "Y-You know?" I croak. He runs his gaze over my face and lifts a hand to cup my cheek.

"Yes." 

Lips parted in shock, I can only stare at him. 

"From the moment you spoke to me, I had recognized your voice. Even if you his your face from me. Even if you pretended not to recognize me." He leans closer with each words.

 Those months I used with him, I had never allowed him to see my face. Even when he had sex, and it worked well because Adrrik never kisses, atleast he didn't kiss me.

I was just a whore he kept for amusement.

The thought snaps me back to my senses. Bile rising up my throat as I shake my head. I no longer have the strength for anger.

Maybe a day from now when I pull myself together, but now, now when I realize that my lies have been exposed, I feel drained.

Adrrik wraps a hand around my throat, slowly. Grey orbs darkening slowly. "I have always wondered why you left me. Why you left without a word." A dark chuckled rumbles out of him. "But after meeting you that day, I realized something. You approached me for a reason. And now that you know what you do." His hand grows tighter. "I want you dead. A slow, painful death that would follow you

to your grave. " 

Immediately he says this, my pupil dilates. 

D-Does he want to kill me?

~P-Lia~