Chapter 69
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I could hear a low chuckle that made my heart feel restless. "I want to let you sleep but we have arrived at the place." Mark announced and against my body's will I slowly opened my eyes. I glanced around me blearily rubbing my eyes. I glanced at my side to see Mark standing there staring down at me with fondness in his eyes.
Ignoring his affection, I stretched out my legs and arms letting out a satisfied moan when I could feel my bones popping. Doing so I noticed that I laid down all the way in the passenger seat and that my body has been covered with the quilt that Mark first gave me.
Astonished I was lost for words. 'He really takes care of me.'
I once again glanced at Mark. His smile broadens and his eyes were twinkling in anticipation. I could feel my cheeks warming up as I shyly shifted my eyes downwards; fumbling the soft quilt with my fingers.
"Thank you." My voice came out soft just above a whisper.
Mark grins ear to ear and extended his hand to me. "Everything for my little kitten."
I grinned and rolled my eyes before grabbing his hand, allowing him to hoist me out of the car.
My eyes landed on the place where I would be staying at from now on and I gawked as my eyes almost popped out of my skull. I was looking at a villa. A villa that was even bigger than the one I was held captive in. It looked like that the villa was located somewhere in the middle of the woods as I didn't saw any other houses nor roads in my parameters. The front garden was beautifully decorated with white lilies.
My favorite.
"It's beautiful." I breathed out amazed.
Mark's arm slithered around my waist pulling me to his side. Bringing his mouth closer to my ear I could feel his hot breath tickling my face. "And it's all yours if you just become mine."
I snorted and pinched the back of his hand that was clasping at my waist. "Dream on lover boy."
Flinching he yanked his hand away, rubbing at it with his other hand as he pushed out his bottom lip. "But I am your lover boy kitten." He said as his pouty lips reformed back to his cheesy smile.
He attempted again to wrap his arm around me but I instantly dodged it. His eyes started to darken as I could hear a guttural growl coming from him. "Don't tease me baby." He warned.
Heat was rushing in me seeing the hungry look in Mark's eyes. Hunger that was aimed at me. My body was taken over by the need to have this man touch us and to push him more to see what he would do if I kept avoiding his touches.
My mouth felt parched as if I hadn't drunk any water until now. But it wasn't the water that I was thirsty for it was something else.
'No, April.' I berated myself for having sexual cravings for my stalker and shook my head vehemently.
"Anyway." I said, breaking the ice as I cleared my throat. "What happened to your other place?" I queried curiously, wondering why we didn't go there instead of here.
He shrugged uninterested. "I used that place mostly for murder or tortures. I never planned to keep you there to begin with, but that place had a tighter security compared to this one so I thought that I should keep you there until your feelings had reached up to mine." He casually explained, not noticing me slowly inching away from him in dread.
"So how many houses do you have?" I asked carefully.
He grins widely. "I stopped counting after buying the fifth one. Anyway, let's get inside I am sure that you are hungry." He draped his arm over my shoulder and propelled me pass the fence to the enormous house. My jaw still hung slack after hearing him say that he had at least more than five of those houses lingering around.
I was in such a daze that I didn't notice Mark opening the door. Mark inhaled a big gulp of air as he stepped inside the house together with me.
"Home sweet home, right kitten?" He exhaled.
'There's nothing sweet about this.'
My head snapped around hearing the closing sound of the door. I could feel my pupils quiver at the amount of locks that were present on the door. Mark casually locked all the locks ending with a finger print.
I gulped down anxiously. Mark who saw the dreadful look on my face smiled eerily, but that smile only made me take two steps back as I gave him a wearily look.
"It's for precaution." Mark said calmly.
My eyes darted between the steel door and him before giving him an incredulous glare. 'Precaution against what!? A lion!?'
I walked further in to the house. My head turned around to peek in to the living area. My eyes instantly went to the closed windows, ignoring the room that was adorned towards my taste. As I approached one of them I noticed that it was locked with the same finger print lock that was on the door.
"What the-?" My voice went an octave higher.
"The windows are made from the same material as the ones in my cars."
I jolted in surprise as I turned around to gaze in to the clear blue eyes. Those same eyes were scrutinizing me, scanning my face for a reaction. The words that I wanted to usher out of me were taken from me from having our noses almost touching each other. His thick arms caging me in between them as I leaned back against the stool of the window.
"I see that we are ready for when world war three comes." I said sardonic, trying to keep the smirk that was now on full display from flattering as the rhythmic speed of my heart hasn't decreased yet.
Mark slightly tilted his head as the corners of his lips were pulled in to a smirk of their own. As he leaned in closer I could hear the beating sound of my red organ becoming irregular causing me to take in a sharp breath. Feeling my body stiffen up I tried to breath normally, but when the cold finger tips of Mark's hand grazed my heated cheek I could only let out puffs of hampering gust of air.
"It seems that my kitten has been attracting a certain pest and that certain pest made its way in, latching onto my kitten's precious fur, beguiling her into stupid antics against her owner." The cadence of his words came out slow and breathy. "So to prevent that from happening ever again I had no choice but to reinforce the house to keep that pest away."
As he finished talking I couldn't prevent my face from scowling at his annoying habit of referring to me and the people around me as animals. "Okay one" I started, putting my right index finger in front of his face. "I was the one beguiling James not him me and two" I added another finger. "I had no choice but to do that because James was planning to kill me right in front of a certain someone as revenge" I eyed at Mark accusingly. "So much for tight security, huh?" I added.
The stillness hit the room and a deep scowl made its way onto Mark's face as he gritted his teeth. His arms fell limply to his sides and he balled his hands in to a pair of fists. The gripping tightness of his fists caused his knuckles to turn paly white as their blood supply was cut off.
His eyes became down casted and a strange sensation washed over me. My heart was screaming to take this solemn man in to a tight embrace.
I tilted my head back as I groaned inwardly.
'Shit, I'm feeling sorry for him.'
"H-hey" I called as I reached my hand hesitantly out to him. "it's not your fault-"
"Yes it is!" He boomed. Mark's seething eyes met mine and I flinched.
"I should have killed that slovenly pest the moment he attempted to kill you. I should have just told you that I killed him accidently when I tried to wake him up that day or something I-!" Chocking on his own words Mark fell back in to silence, his shoulders drooping down.
"I…" He said just above whisper and without any warning wrapped his arms around me; pulling me into an embrace. Putting his nose in the crook of my neck he took a deep breath before exhaling as he continued his muffled words.
"I thought that I was going mad when that bastard took you." His husky voice that was etched with agony as his hold on me tightened made my heart get lodged in my throat.
I groaned inwardly again.
'I'm feeling really sorry for him.'
