Semua Bab Taken by the Heartless {Book One}: Bab 21 - Bab 30

A few days passed, and no one came into the room. It was only Cassandra and Bully in the room. Whenever Bully left the room, he always locked the door, the window was high and guards were walking around downstairs, there was no way for Cassandra to escape even if she wanted to. She has done everything to get Bully to talk with her, but the man was so staunch about being quiet. She noticed that he was always looking out of the window, so when he wasn't around, she went and looked and found that he was watching the other men playing games.For some weird reason, she felt pity for him, even though she wasn't supposed to. She felt it was because of her that he doesn't get the chance to do something that might be the only thing that makes him happy in that mansion. That day, Bully dropped the food in front of her and walked away toward the window. She stared at the gun strapped to his back. Bully was a big man, and she could never be able to whisk a gun out of his hand if she wanted to. If

Lucia sprouted from her seat as Eros' solid structure stood by the door. He was dressed in a vintage shirt and plain black pants; his hands were shoved into his pockets. He was always dressed in vintage shirts with the few first buttons left open, giving a peek at his chiseled chest. His eyes were on her, and they burned her soul. It was high time she stopped acknowledging how good-looking he was and focus on the resentment she felt for him. Then he started walking into the room, his shoes hitting the hard floor. Lucia was already shaking like a leaf in winter and Bully stood with his hand clutched behind him. Cassandra could feel the magnitude of his presence. She slowly stood up as he moved closer to her, his eyes never leaving her. She lowered her gaze, unable to keep up with the sharpness of his eyes. He reached out to her, held her chin with his fingers, and raised it so that her eyes meet his. She felt her knees melting as their eyes locked. She quickly grabbed the table for s

He let the gun clatter to the floor, picked up his shirt, and started to button up Cassandra was sobbing silently now. She watched him as his back was to hers, thinking of any possible way to hurt him again, she started to remove her finger from the rope he used to bind her, while her eyes darted from one corner of the room to the other. She would make sure she killed him first, then she would kill herself. There was nothing in the room except for the revolver now on the floor and the only bullet in it had been discharged. It has shaken her out of her mind that if Dimitra didn't come in when she did, her brain would have been spilled over the wall behind her. She finally released her hand from the rope and still kept it there, watching Eros as he dressed up. He turned to look at her and she lowered her gaze. Not because she was scared of him, but because she was scared that what she had in mind would show in her eyes. "I am not done with you," Eros said and turned to leave. Ne

"Your sister?" Cassandra asked and Bully nodded. She found it baffling that he has a sister and yet he gave women this gruesome treatment with his master. "She is dead," he said slowly and dropped the towel in the bowl. That made Cassandra's heart fall. "Panda, I'm so sorry about that." Bully peeked at her and his face twitched up in a lopsided smile that didn't last. "Why do you keep calling me Panda?" "Because you are as cute as a panda." Bully reached into the first aid box to take out things he needed to treat her wound and she watched him. She was getting into him gradually and really wanted to hear about his sister and how she reminded him of her. "So, was your sister this hard-headed?" "Oh, so you know you are hard-headed. Alina was way too stubborn. But she was a strong girl who thought she could become a man." "Wow, she must be an interesting person." "Yes, she was. I loved her so much. We were the only children of our parents." Billy put the band-aid to her ch

Cassandra didn't believe her eyes and she blinked twice to make sure she was not hallucinating, but he was still there. Suddenly, her wetness that was throbbing stopped abruptly. "Apollo..." she whispered, but Apollo put his finger between his lips, motioning her to remain quiet. She nodded. She suddenly felt naked, her whole sense sipped back into her. Even behind the mask of beards on Apollo's face, she could still recognize him. She knew him too well to not recognize him. He walked up to her and started to untie her from the bed. Someone has to wake her up from this dream sooner because she didn't understand. "I have come to save you," he whispered in her ears after untying her hands. She had to grab his shoulders to make sure he was real, she needed to be assured that his solid form was there with her, her heart almost collapsed with relief when she felt him. He will have a better explanation for this. He slowly untied her legs too and she sat there for a while, looking