Chapter 139 - 139. Cage Her
It was midnight. A dark forest surrounded with huge dark trees could be seen stretching endlessly in all directions. Moonlight was illuminating the ground, making it appear even more creepy with its silver light.
A woman wearing white gown could be seen running through a trail, holding her long gown with both her hands, fear visible in her eyes.
She was trying to run away from something or someone. She would look back from time to time, looking if someone was following her.
Suddenly her dress got stuck in a thornbush, making her stop in tracks. But she didn’t have time to care about her dress. She roughly pulled the frill, tearing the lacy edges of her beautiful dress, and ran ahead.
Her heart was beating at its fastest speed, her legs though tired, not daring to slow down. Her breath was completely ragged while her forehead was covered in cold sweat.
She was still running when she heard some sound behind her. She turned back, checking if someone was present, without slowing down at all. But nothing was visible.
She was about to turn her head when she felt herself collide into a firm muscle wall and before she could register anything, a huge palm was placed on her mouth, stopping any sound or cry that could have escaped her mouth while another hand encircled her slender waist.
But the moment she saw that face, she could no longer stay still. This exact divinely handsome face with those thin lips and black soul sucking eyes was her nightmare, her worst encounter, the root cause for all her troubles.
She wanted to protest, to break through from his grip, but no matter what she did, it was useless.
She wanted to cry but only muffled sounds could be heard while the man present in front of her looked lost, lost in her sparkly eyes. She tried every means to break his grip, crying her heart out when muffled low sounds were the only result.
But the man had no plans to let her go. In fact he was planning to cage her, to keep her for himself, to look at those pair of eyes for the rest of his life.
And this was exactly what she was afraid of, being caged, being devoid of her freedom, that too by this man who could only be described in one word – Insane.
A single tear escaped her eye, her body trembling all over, while she was unable to breath, feeling suffocated from her fear.
“Kizy!! Kizy!!” An urgent voice could be heard from afar.
“KIZY!! Wake up… Look at me!” The voice said and Kizy woke up with a jerk, her forehead covered in sweat while her face was stained with tears.
Her heart was beating at an insane rate while her body shivered, goosebumps all over her skin.
“Are you alright?” Markus asked in a gentle tone.
“He.. he won’t le… let me go!” Kizy cried, her voice shaky from fear.
“Shhhhh. Take a deep breath. Nobody would harm you. Relax. I am here.” Markus said and enveloped her in a tight hug, stroking her hair.
He was a light sleeper to begin with. Thus when Kizy started struggling in his embrace, he immediately woke up. He thought she might have been suffocated or maybe her hand or feet would be numb because of staying in the same position.
But when he looked at her face, she was covered in cold sweat. He immediately understood that she was having a bad dream and started stroking her back, trying to console her, but the next minute she terrified him even more.
Kizy started shouting, though it seemed as if she wanted to scream loudly, only muffled sounds could be heard. And next minute tears started flowing down her face while her body was trembling badly, struggling a lot. ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀꪶ
This scared Markus as hell. He immediately got up, calling her name, trying to wake her up. When Kizy didn’t respond to his call, he started shaking her, finally succeeding in waking her up.
By the time she woke up, she was a crying mess. And Markus knew that her crying was affecting him somehow, making him feel suffocated, as if someone had taken away his only source of oxygen.
She looked vulnerable, like a little lamb, who needed his protection.
“Calm down little lamb. You have me.” Markus said, still consoling her.
Once he felt her breathing calm down, he broke the hug and looked at her. He wiped her tears away.
“Just wait a minute.” He said and quickly climbed out of the bed, walking out of the bedroom.
Within a minute, he was back with a glass of water and a towel soaked in warm water.
He passed her the glass of water, while dabbing her forehead with the wet towel, wiping her sweat away.
“Are you alright?” He asked once again.
“Yeah. Sorry for the earlier sudden outburst.” Kizy said, her voice much more composed than earlier.
“I don’t want you apology Kizy, you don’t have to be sorry. But I would love to hear the explanation more than your apology Kizy. That is if you are comfortable sharing it.” Markus said, rubbing her head.
Kizy looked at him for almost five minutes, contemplating whether she wanted to open her past which she locked in some corner, far away from her own reach.
And Markus was ready to wait. He didn’t want to rush her. Just when he thought that Kizy wasn’t comfortable and he should divert the topic, Kizy started speaking.
“My team was performing good for two years after I joined it. None of our accepted missions were failures, earning ourselves a solid image in the underworld.
People started knowing that there was a team called Black Command, who never failed.
But only we knew the risks behind this glory. All people could see was our name, but none of them saw our struggles, our near death experiences, our sleepless nights behind them.” Kizy paused.
“And then we were invited for the Gala last year.” Kizy spoke with much difficulty.
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– Kizy