I torture

Chapter 11

Ralda's eyes widened.

She didn't yell out loud, so how did he know that she said that.

She frowned and bit her lips, moving backwards till her back hit the wall.

She was still wondering why and how someone this handsome would forget humanity and become heartless, so heartless that he'd blow somebody's skull out and still feel nothing.

She could see a little stain of blood on the white shirt he wore under his coat.

But damn his body for being so... so.

"Who came In here?"

"No one."

"Liar." He sneered and she shivered.

If all men were like God, they world wouldn't be such a hard place to live in.

"What's your name?" He asked, his eyes brooding down on hers.

She looked so small to him. Compared to a tall broad man like him, she looked so small and weak!

Weak! The word fell off his lips like something he hated so much.

Something that disgusted him!

"What?" She asked, blinking her eyes.

Tears formed In her eyes, but they didn't fall.

She was at edge of crying if he didn't pull back.

He chuckled, enjoying what he was seeing.

Pressing a hand to her neck, she gasped when he pressed a little harder.

"I hate repeating myself." He gritted his teeth.

"Ralda." She answered and he scoffed.

"Just Ralda?"

"Esmeralda Peters." She answered fully, and he nodded releasing his hand and she gasped.

"Such weakling." He shook his head and walked to the door.

"Something will be delivered to your room by morning Ral, and I want the best out of that face." He said, and slammed the door shut as he walked out.

She didn't know why but then a bad feeling settled in.

What was going to be delivered tommorow?

She didn't know what to think anymore.

Seeing a man that was shot in the head, and blood flowing down to wet his body..she didn't want to end up like that.

This man was capable of anything. She'd do better than to say something that'd prompt him to hurt her or her sister.

Going to the bed, she slumped down on it.

The view from her window side was amazing but the fear of seeing something she was not suppose to see frightened her the more.

She curled herself up on the bed and soon fell asleep.

****

The loud noise in the room woke her up.

She stirred up and frowned when she saw the maid from earlier.

The one who showed her to her room.

She was arranging so many things, which she saw to be clothes, bags and jewelries.

What were those doing in her room?

She sat up the bed, her room was huge. So huge that it could contain one or two more beds.

"Lisa?"

"Ma'am? Oh my! You're awake. I tried waking you up earlier but it seemed you really needed sleep so I let you be." The maid said, and she smiled thankfully.

She really did needed sleep after what happened last night.

"What are all these?" She asked, and the maid giggled.

"They are cloths, bags, shoes and jewelries and many other things you need." Lisa said, smiling.

"And what are they doing here?"

"Boss sent them. You'll be going to a ball with him this afternoon by 12pm. It's going to be fun." Lisa giggled again and she frowned.

She was the one going, why was the maid happy then? She shook her head and let her be.

Turning to the wall clock to see that the time was already 9:23am, she sighed and got back to bed.

She wanted nothing but to sleep and relax her body.

"No Ma'am, you can't go back to bed." Lisa whined and she ignored the maid.

'I want you to look your best.'

Was that what he meant? She stood up sharply with widened eyes.

Heaving a deep breath, she walked into the bathroom to take her bath.

"Be quick Ma'am, the makeup artist will be here soon." She could see Lisa yell.

This was problem.

Why were they good to a ball? What ball?

She had never attended one of those before although she had seen them in television, but going there herself with a killer right beside her, damn! That would be terrific.

Taking the towel, she wrapped her body with it and got out only to see three women in her room.

God!

"Good day Ma'am, we're here to make sure you're the prettiest in the ball today." The first one who seemed to be the leader of the team said, and she nodded.

Hurrying to the closest where she had seen Lisa shuffle her pajamas into, she took out a pair of blue pajamas and got prepared.

When she done, she sat on the chair in front of the mirror and watch they women design her face.

Forty minutes had passed and she was almost dozing off, when a light tap on her shoulder brought her back to reality.

"Ma'am?"

"Yes..Yeah." She cleared her throat and sat up.

Her eyes widened at what she was seeing on the mirror.

Her hand reached for her face and she touched.

Was this really her?

She was so beautiful? Like a princess.

"Wow." She mumbled turning to the team.

"Wow. It's so beautiful. Thank you." She giggled and the leader smiled.

"We only did a little make-up ma'am, you were already gorgeous with your bare face." The woman said, Making her smile.

"Wooah, you're so beautiful Ma'am." Lisa said, giggling as she walked into the room.

"Why are you dressed up Lisa?" Ralda asked.

"I'll be going with you no?" Lisa asked, blinking as she turned to the mirror.

"Did he say that?" Ralda asked again, unsure of what to say to break the girl's heart.

Staring at the girl, all dressed up. She looked like one of those that was dying to do their firsts.

"Thank you so much dearies. I really appreciate." She munmbled to the makeup crew who nodded with smiles as they left the room.

The time was already 10:31 and soon it would be 12.

Ralda got up from the chair as she began to examine the dresses they had brought for her.

They were no decent dresses, all they dresses they had brought were either short or body revealing.

What the heck?!

TBC