Chapter 12 Facing The Lion

MAM Chapter 12 Facing The Lion

“Never try to yank, you are already caged,” he gave a sinister laugh, which got Ashley angry, and tried freeing herself, but all to no avail. 

He pushed her to the bed and lay on her. He was about to tear her dress off, but the opened door stopped him on his track and his eyes twisted, overlooking the intruder. Ashley immediately knew who it was, and she felt relieved.

He wasn’t jerked off fast enough. A knife was driven to his chest as he fell flat on the floor, coughing out blood. After getting up from bed, she turned her back to avoid all the horror.

“Tell Adonis he is going to pay,” he said while choking blood, and he took his last breath. 

“Tell your dad that when you get to hell, you asshole,” Kicking him while the others laughed.

They bolted the room. They all went through the same route.

Ashley sat thinking about what happened and how Derrick was stabbed even to the moment he died.

She would have been raped if they came late.

“Are you okay?” Bryan asked me, trying to check if she was okay.

“Yeah, I’m alive.” Bryan laughed a bit, but the gloom over her beautiful face made him shut sooner. 

The rest of the journey home was awkward as she rested her head on the black leather, allowing distinct memories to rush to her brain. She never said a word till they were back at the mansion.

She was about to leave the car. She gave Bryan a watery smile and said, “Thank you” as she reached for the door handle, opened it, and jumped down from the car.

She slowly stalked away toward her room, plenty of things running through her mind. The ugly feeling of his hands over her body made her cry. 

She got to her room and found Chloe laying over her bed. Chloe gets startled by witnessing the blank face of Ashley. She ran to hold her and made her sit on a nearby couch. 

“What’s the matter, Ashley?” Ashley walked past her without answering. Concerned, Chloe paced outside the bathroom waiting for her, asking what was bothering her, expecting a word from Ashley, but she got nothing. 

Taking the longest bath, she found Chloe standing in front of the bathroom door, waiting sprawling concerned her face. 

“Don’t scare me, please. What’s happened? You weren’t on your duties, nor you told me where were you had gone?” Chloe asked.

“Master Adonis wants me to be a spy for him.” Chloe’s mouth went wide, listening to her words. 

“But why?” 

“Don’t know, but I don’t want this.” Ashley creeped by a first encounter with the dark world. Back then, the strong metallic smell of blood squeezed her heart. Ashley knew it wasn’t the place for her. The moment her feet landed in the club to come out was a nightmare for her, the nightmare she lived in reality. 

Ignoring Chloe, Ashley sat down operating her phone just for a while and to stop Chloe from asking questions, she came across a picture of Derrick’s body being reprimanded by the cops. She didn’t bother to finish reading the news because she already knows what took place.

She wanted to take a nap, but was disturbed by a knock on the door. She saw a guard, and she immediately knew what it was insinuating.

“Master Adonis wants you…,” 

“I already know why you are here. I will go.” She was thinking of why he was calling her. Her feet were blindly following the guard, replaying the old memories searching for her faults, which she didn’t want to remind herself of.  

The guards opened the door for her, and she entered with heavy breathing, having no choice but to refuse, and ran back into her comfortable quilt to forget what happened to her. 

The room was partly lighted, and the chilly breeze flowed over her through the open window. She saw him sitting on a comfy chair, operating his laptop. He turned to look at her and continued what he was doing. He tapped the chair as a signal for her to sit down.

She stood still, afraid to take a step closer, wondering if he was talking to her.

The man’s voice was as cold as the air. She wondered if he was always speaking to her in this kind of voice. She wouldn’t have been so afraid of him. The door got closed, startling her as soon as she took a step in. 

She was ready to get punished. Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, yet she walked in the den of a lion and sat on the couch.