Chapter 37
THE CEO ALPHA KING (-Trapped-)
Writer’s P O V
Martins went into the kitchen and brought out the ingredients for the meal he was trying to cook. He intended to cook for Serena, but he was not sure if she would trust him enough to eat what he prepared.
He doubts that. Her phone, which was inside his pocket, started vibrating. He stopped what he was doing and brought the phone out.
*Bro( Issac)* was written on the screen.
Isaac sighed, not knowing what to do. Switching off her phone will alert Isaac that something is wrong with Serena. He picked up the phone and answered the call.
“Hey Serena, where have you been?” Isaac asked from the other end, sounding very worried.
“Uh… it’s not your sis, Isaac. This is Mart. Serena is here with me, she is not feeling so well. I tried to take her to the hospital, but she said no. King Zed ordered her not to step out of his castle, and that’s precisely why she is bent on staying indoors. But she is sick,” Martins lied.
“Oh my gosh! She is sick? Moon Goddess, I wish I could come over. Wait, King Zed isn’t there, right?” Isaac asked.
“Ye… yes. Why do you ask?”Martins answered and asked.
“I can try coming over. Even for a few hours, tell me, what’s wrong with my sister?”Isaac questioned.
“Um.. she is… ouch, I don’t know how to explain this, her body is hot and all. She is staying mute here, also refusing to do anything.” Martins added.
“I think I should come over,” Isaac mumbled.
“No, I’m sure she wouldn’t want you to risk your life because you want to see her. She is doing all this for you. You can stay back, I’ll get some medications for her. She’ll be better. When she is all better, I’ll make sure that she calls you, ” Martins promised.
“In a few hours. I’ll wait for a few more hours before heading over there. Anyways thanks for being there with her. I appreciate” Isaac thanked.
“It’s no big deal. Didn’t she tell you that we are a couple?”
“Okay, I don’t think she has mentioned that. She mentioned that you took over my position, not this. But hey, if you break her heart, I’m going to kill you myself, got that?” Isaac warned. Martins chuckled.
“Yeah, I get it. I’ll be switching off her phone, and I’ll call you with mine when things get better. I’ll go now.” Martins disconnected the call.
He opened the back of the phone and pulled out its battery. He had returned to the castle to pick up the phone and the few belongings he had left there. He also took a few of Serena’s clothes because he knew she would be staying with him for a while and did not want her to get dirty.
He tucked the disorganized phone back into his trouser pocket, washed his hands, and resumed cooking. Thirty minutes later, he was done with the rice and chicken stew he was preparing. He served everything on a tray, alongside a bottle of water before moving the tray to Serena’s room. He got to her room, took out the room keys, unlocked the door, and then helped himself in.
After Serena was forced back into the room, she silently listened and heard every word Martins discussed with those bad men. It was hard to believe his words.
She couldn’t believe Martins was the one who drugged her and brought her there. It brought so many questions into her head.
Who is he? Has he been lying to me all along? Has this been his plan from the start?
Of course, it has. He has been lying to me, and his father was never sick. His mother was probably never killed by the king. He probably doesn’t have a sister who was bullied either because he wouldn’t have brought her there if he genuinely had a sister he cared for so much.
I can’t believe this, Serena dipped her fingers into her hair and ruffled it.
I can’t believe that I’ve been used in this manner. I can’t believe this, Serena couldn’t help the tears that started to well in her eyes. He has been lying to me. Pretending to like me, he was never genuine. He never liked me. He only wanted to use me, but why?
I’m not rich. I’m not beautiful. Why me? Serena sobbed. I’m probably the weakest person on earth, or perhaps because I’m so naive, I can’t quickly tell good from the bad. Maybe that’s the reason why he played me. And I fell for him. I did fall for him, I thought his words were genuine. What am I going to do? I suddenly forgot how ugly I was and how people hated my mere existence. I suddenly forgot everything and thought I was getting better.
No attractive person would ever fall for or like me. He is probably laughing hard at me right now. No! He has been laughing hard at me since the first day.
How stupid! How stupid can I be? Serena hit her head multiple times in frustration. She buried her face in her palms and remained motionless.
She attempted to lift her head when she heard the door open a few minutes later but decided against it and remained the way she was. Martins came in with a tray that contained dishes.
“Serena, you probably hate me right now. I understand, but you still need to eat. “I can explain things to you later,” Martins said, dropping the tray of food on the only table available for her.
Serena’s head stayed low. Martins looked at her for a long time. He let out a sigh as she refused to move.
“You need to eat.” Martins muttered, “I will be back in 30 minutes to take the dishes away,” before exiting through the door again. He did not bother locking it this time, but Serena knew she could not get out easily now.
Serena raised her head after he closed the door to look at the tray he had placed on the table. She scoffed.
What on Earth is he trying to do? Poison or bribe me after bringing me here? Serena thought angrily. She attempted to stand up, go to the tray, and waste all of the tray’s contents, but she remained motionless.
She lay down on the bed and closed her eyes, her back to the tray. 30 to 40 minutes later, the door reopened, and Martins entered but noticed she had not eaten.
“Moon Goddess, Serena, don’t do this to yourself because you hate me. Do not starve yourself, please. Martins went to the other side of the room, the one she was facing, and attempted to lift her from the bed, but Serena kept slapping his hand away from her.
“Serena, I’m sorry. If only you’d allow me to explain. I promise you won’t get hurt in the end. I’ll make sure of that, and you’ll also unite with your brother, but please stand up and eat,” he tried forcing her up.
Serena angrily growled, her claws and fangs protruding. She grabbed his arm and bit him hard.
“Shit!!” Martins groaned out in pain as he pulled his arm from her mouth.
“You devil. I hate you. Don’t ever speak to me again.” Serena screamed at him. She rested her head on the bed afterward.
“Ah, shit! Serena, you hurt me, you know that. But I’m going to let it pass, and I’ll come back when you are ready to talk,” Martins murmured.
He walked to the tray and carried it out, then locked the door before heading straight to the kitchen to drop it off. He stared at his bleeding arm, which was not healing very quickly. Probably because another werewolf bit him, his wound was healing slowly, and her venom was burning deep into his flesh.
He screamed in rage, destroying the tray and all of its contents. One of his father’s men, who was nearby, rushed to him. He then noticed his bleeding arm. “You are bleeding. Should I get the first aid…?”
“Get lost!” Martins turned and snarled at him.
A few minutes later, Martins left the kitchen and went to one of the rooms in the house. He cleaned up his wound and tied a towel around it to reduce the bleeding, his hand ruffling his hair in frustration. The words Serena referred to him flashed back at him.
“You devil. I hate you. Don’t ever speak to me again.” He let out another sigh.
She must really hate me now.
*
“Track the location of the last call I just made. You can do it, can’t you? ” Isaac turned to his friend in question.
“I can, of course. Who are you looking for?” Grey, his friend, asked.
“My sister. I want to confirm if she is still at the castle. No matter how hard I think about it, I do not believe she was not with Martins when he answered my call. Because I know she will speak to me, no matter what since it’s about her health. As long as she still has her mouth. She’ll talk to me about it, but she didn’t. She had that guy answer the phone for her. It’s weird, unusual. And her phone is switched off. I am anxious,” Isaac explained.
“Did you call Tyler? Have you asked him about her?” Kendrick asked, coming into the picture.
“Of course. I first called him, but he said he was not at the castle right now. He is with his family,” Isaac answered.
“Okay, hand over the phone to me. Your phone?” Grey asked.
“Of course,” Isaac answered and pulled out his phone.
He handed it over to Grey, and Grey started tracking the number. “So, what about the thing you had me work on the other time? Did it go well?” Grey inquired, his eyes fixed on his laptop.
“Yeah, it did. If it weren’t for you, man, I didn’t know what I was going to do. You did it and made it look like it was truly my sister in that video. I could have believed the video to be real if someone else had shown that video to me. Thanks a lot for that,” Isaac explained and thanked him.
“No, man, you are going to do much more than that.” Grey chuckled.
“That’s what I was about to say,” Kendrick chipped in.
“Anything, man. I’ll do anything you want. Just help me find my sister. Every other thing will follow suit,” Isaac said.
“Woah. Here comes the most loving big bro in the world,” Kendrick mocked.
Isaac laughed. He picked up a couch pillow and threw it at him. Kendrick dodged it before the pillow could hit him.
“I’ve found it. I’ve gotten your sister’s location,” Grey announced, turning to look at Isaac and Kendrick, who were laughing at each other.
Isaac turned his attention to Grey. He walked closer to the laptop to see the location for himself.
“What? This is not the king’s castle. Where is this place?” Isaac turned to Grey in question.
“I don’t know, man. I don’t know the place,” Grey answered.
“She is not at the king’s castle? Let me see the place,” Kendrick moved closer to them. He looked into the laptop and clicked his tongue.
“That is a private estate. It’s very far from here. It’ll take several hours to get there,” Kendrick revealed, looking at Isaac.
“But who the hell took her there?” Issac grumbled.
“We’ll find out when we get there.” Kendrick sighed.
*
The next morning, Serena opened her eyes to find her stomach growling. She was exhausted and hungry. She was so tired, but she was determined not to eat anything served to her there. She does not trust Martins, nor does she trust any of the mean-looking men present.
If she stays there for a few days, she may starve to death.
I need to get out of this hellhole. I need to escape from here. Once I am out, I will call Isaac to come get me. Serena desperately thought to herself.