Help ... Me

“Your mommy's name is Sharena, Selena.”

Deanna remained standing in front of them, even though her knees felt very weak. Besides, what the little girl said was really strange. Why could she easily call a stranger her mommy?

“You've never brought a woman to this house, Daddy. But you brought her.” Selena held Deanna's hand and gripped it tightly. “Don't you want to marry her?”

Meazus' tongue felt numb for a moment. Selena's words were true. Usually, Meazus would bring captives to the base, but he had only brought Deanna into the house. Meazus had brought Deanna home drunk that night, so he didn't remember much after the party. 

Initially, Deanna was brought into Zoan's car because Meazus was attending a month-end party hosted by Don Juan. Unfortunately, Zoan had placed the unconscious Deanna in Meazus's car because he was going on a date that night. 

Meazus was angry, but since Deanna was still unconscious and wouldn't go anywhere, he chose to attend the party hosted by Don Juan to celebrate the victory of a major tender he had been targeting for years. Meazus couldn't refuse to attend the event because Don Juan was a close business associate of the mafia. 

Meazus got drunk at the event and didn't remember anything afterward.

“Daddy won't marry her, Selena. She'll be coming home today.”  

Deanna didn't believe those words. Meazus said them to calm his daughter down. Meazus wouldn't really let Deanna go, so she shouldn't be happy when he said those words.

“But why?”  

“Isn't all of this part of your birthday present? You want me to let her go, don't you? I'll let her go for you. So she can go home today.”  

Selena shook her head because that wasn't what she meant for her birthday present. "I want you to release her bondage and stay here with us. The two of you are a perfect match."  

Meazus stood up from the bed and pulled Selena’s hand away from Deanna. “Enough for today, Selena.”  

“But I haven’t said anything to her yet, Daddy. I want to play with her, I—”  

“You’ll play with her tomorrow. Now get out.”

Selena pouted. “But this is my room.”

Meazus sighed deeply. He was so emotional he couldn't see the situation around him. “Alright, I'll call Nancy here.” Meazus roughly pulled Deanna's wrist to get her out of Selena's room. 

A few minutes later, Nancy came into Selena's room and tried to cheer up the little girl by combing her hair.

“Sit down, I have a nice hair clip.” Nancy showed her a pink hair clip with a pony on it while pulling a chair from the dressing table.

Selena sat on the chair and let Nancy comb her hair as usual.

“Daddy has never brought any woman into this house. Now he brings a woman on my birthday. Isn't that a sign, Aunt Nancy?” 

The woman who worked as Selena's special caregiver did not respond. None of the staff in the house knew the woman's origins or why she was chained in the basement corridor.

Meazus should have taken the woman to a headquarters, not to the mansion.

“I saw her sleeping in Daddy's bed.”

Nancy combed Selena's hair again in front of the dressing table and asked, “How did you get there? Didn't Mr. Meazus forbid us all from going there?”

Selena pursed her lips. “Daddy's door was open, so I wondered why we weren't allowed to go in there. It turned out that Daddy's room was no different from ours, except for the presence of that woman.”  

“Did you talk to her?”  

Selena shook her head. "I tried to talk to her, but she didn't answer. The woman just stared at me while crying. I'm sure she was in pain because her hands were tied."  

“Then what did you talk about with her in the room earlier?”  

“I didn't get a chance to say anything to that woman because Daddy Meazus got angry first and dragged her out of the room.”  

Nancy nodded slowly. "Don't get close to that woman. We don't know where she came from. Who knows, she might be a criminal? Her face looks like an angel, but we don't know what her heart is like, right? Who knows, she might be a cruel murderer?"  

Selena shook her head to reject Nancy's words. “I'm sure she's a good woman, Auntie.”  

***  

Meazus brought Deanna into his room. Meazus should have taken the woman to the basement and tied her up again, but there were repairs being done in the basement, so he took Deanna into his room.

“What did you say to Selena?” 

Deanna remained silent and refused to look Meazus in the eye. The woman lowered her head, so Meazus had to pull Deanna's hair to make her look up. 

“Ouch!” Deanna finally spoke after a long time. “It hurts!” 

Meazus pulled Deanna's hair even harder. “Answer my question!”

“I didn't say anything to her!” 

The veins in Meazus's hands bulged as he pulled Deanna's long black hair. “You're a liar!”

Deanna closed her eyes as Meazus pulled her hair with all his strength. At the same moment, Deanna fell to the floor unconscious. The woman could no longer stand, even though she had been injected with vitamins. 

Meazus looked at Deanna lying near his black loafers and simply walked out of his room. 

Actually, Deanna hadn't completely lost consciousness; she could still hear the sound of Meazus's loafers moving away from her position. Deanna cried, but she was completely unable to wipe away the tears that were soaking the floor. 

“Help ... Help me,” Deanna thought to herself before she lost consciousness completely.  

Deanna felt her life had come to an end here, with no one left to help her. The 24-year-old woman wished time could be turned back, and she would never have met Meazus. She would never have set foot in that lavender-scented room. 

Losing both her parents and her boyfriend had already turned Deanna’s world upside down, and now she had to deal with a mafia who had kidnapped her for no apparent reason.

That man might have done something even more brutal than just pulling Deanna’s black hair; he looked like a cold-blooded killer. Meazus might have killed Deanna right then and there, but he didn’t.

He had another purpose. Meazus had another purpose.