27.

MAEVE HAWTHORN.
It was strange but I felt chills all over me as I looked around the unfamiliar surroundings. Fear knotted inside me but I knew really well that I had no reason to be afraid.
Enzo is carrying me in his arms. I know he acts like a total jerk most of the time but I’m a thousand percent sure that he’s not going to let anything happen to me.
I tried to suppress the thought of something bad happening because Enzo was here too but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get rid of the thought.
A bile formed at the back of my throat and it was too difficult to swallow because not only is it huge, it also tasted really bitter and strong at the tip of my tongue.
Everywhere was silent and chilling and the only building in the entirety of the area was a really huge building that could make for two malls.
Icy fear twisted in my heart and I searched around anxiously, waiting for someone to come outside because I was sure they heard the sound of Enzo’s car but no one came.
Panic welled up in my throat and I stiffened before I knew it, wrapping my arms around Enzo’s neck and holding him tighter than I’ve been doing before as I buried my face in his shoulder.
“Baby girl,” his voice sent soothing waves coursing through me, causing me to lift my head up slowly, “do you trust me?” He asked as if he could sense my fear.
I searched my mind for an answer to that question, I tried to look for a single doubt, searched every part of me that didn’t trust Enzo but there was none.
All of me was submissive to him and I trusted him blindly even though I know really well that I shouldn’t. I know what he does, I know how dangerous he is and I know that he’s not the kind of person I’m supposed to trust so much.
But still, I trusted him in spite of everything I’m well aware of.
Unexplainable trust was what I had for Enzo, I know well enough to know that he isn’t going to hurt me but that was the last thing I wanted to say to him.
Enzo is so egotistical that he wouldn’t get over himself if I told him that I could be staring at a raging fire and he would come with a blindfold to put over my eyes, take my hand and lead the way and I still wouldn’t flinch because I know Enzo wouldn’t hurt me.
The sound of laughter stopped my thoughts, Enzo laughed as if he was sincerely amused at the fact that I was taking my time to answer his question.
“You can tell me if you trust me or not, baby girl, I’m not going to be a jerk about it.” He said, voicing my thoughts as if he could hear everything I was saying to myself in my head.
Heat rushed to my cheeks and my stomach clenched tight but not in a horrible way. My face felt so hot that I didn’t need to look down to see just how hard I was blushing.
I could feel it from the way something moved in my stomach; the way my heart warmed at the reassurance he had just given me and the way he planted a gentle kiss on my arm.
“I trust you.” I said in a mutter, hiding my face in his shoulder blade and praying for whatever he came here for to be over so that we can go back home and he can either fuck me or let me perish under my sheets.
“That’s not even remotely convincing,” he laughed as he continued walking, “it doesn’t sound like you genuinely trust me.” I added and my face heated up even more that it felt like my face was on a stove and it was burning up.
“I trust you,” I said, a little clearer this time, “I know you’re not going to hurt me.” I added and felt Enzo relax as he kicked a door open and we both walked into the building.
“It’s just, this whole thing feels like the setting of a horror movie.” I finished in a low voice that carried a tiny bit of my fear and uncertainty.
“Why do you trust me?” He asked and I also didn’t know the answer to that question, “why are you so sure I won’t hurt you?” He added and I blinked as I thought about it.
“You’ve heard the things said about me, you’ve read papers about me and you saw me kill two men without remorse the first day you came into my house.”
“Also, I have a hold of your best friend and I could call Yvette to kill her right now, so why do you trust me so much?” He questioned and I felt chills run down my spine.
I searched my head for the answers, I even tried to shut my heart out so I could get an answer to the question but I couldn’t think of one.
Everything he just said is true, he has a lot and could call that woman to kill my best friend and she’ll do it without batting an eyelash.
He’s the main reason I haven’t tried to contact Scarlett even though I know that she’d be dead worried about me right now.
I should hate him. No, I hate him but why do I trust him?
“I don’t know,” I answered as I let out a sigh, ” I guess I just feel like you wouldn’t intentionally do something to hurt me.” I finished.
Enzo was quiet, he didn’t say anything as he kept walking with me in his arms. I tried to feel his heartbeat but it was beating at a normal pace.
The interior of the building was even more amazing, it was so huge that I couldn’t help but wonder what the building is doing here, in a remote estate.
It was also empty, so empty that the sound of Enzo’s footsteps echoed more than three times as he walked.
Exactly like those haunted houses in horror movies, except I knew this isn’t a movie. We walked past a few doors before going down where looked like a basement.
“We’re here.” Enzo announced as he gently dropped me off his arms and I looked around, it was pretty dark and I couldn’t see until Enzo turned on the light, revealing something that shook me.
I was caught off guard by the sight and before I could think, I’d let out a loud shriek, rushing backwards and hitting my back on something that made me stagger.
Falling to the ground, my butt hurts so much that the pain went between my legs and I winced at the insane amount of pain that rippled through me.
What is this place? Why did he bring me here?
I felt fear like never before, what I was looking at was nothing compared to the fear I felt when Enzo shot two people dead right in front of me, it was nothing compared to the fear my father instilled in me.
This was far greater, it was so great that my heart tightened and my throat closed up at once and I shivered. The thought of opening my mouth to speak was overwhelming as I looked ahead of me.
In front of me was a man that was tied up to a chair that looked so much like the electric chair I see in movies.
His entire body was stained with blood, he also had wounds all over his body and a major wound in his stomach so deep and open that I could almost see his insides.
My vision instantly became blurry, my stomach churned and right where I sat, I vomited until I had nothing left in my stomach to get out.
“W- Why did you bring me here?” I asked Enzo, my voice shaky as hot tears welled up in and stung my eyes but Enzo didn’t say anything.
He merely walked over to the man to remove his blindfold and that was when I saw that he was missing an eye. The tears that had welled up in my eyes trickled down my cheeks and I shivered even more.
I felt like passing out but my eyes were too wide and I was too aware of all of this to close my eyes.
Everything about this was sickening, my throat refused to open up and my heart squeezed in anguish as I stared at the man in front of me, he was dead but still somehow, alive.
I could see his chest heaving, his lips were parted and I could tell that he was trying to breathe through his mouth.
“I- I want to go back home,” I cried but was ultimately ignored, “please, let me go back home.” My stomach knotted and I barfed again before I could let another word out but yet again, Enzo ignored me.
“I-” my teeth clattered and I felt as though I wanted to barf again, “I don’t need to be here, Enzo, let me leave.” I pleaded.
Hot tears trickling down my eyes, I felt something tearing into my skin and fear settled deep within me but Enzo only acted as though he couldn’t hear me.
“What makes you think you can ever escape after betraying me?” The words grounded between his teeth.
I knew they weren’t directed at me but still, despite the gut wrenching feeling in my stomach, I lifted my gaze to see Enzo pulling out the man’s other eyes.
I can’t. I can’t do this. I can’t keep watching this.
His scream resounded in the basement until he couldn’t shout anymore, I wonder how much torture he’s had to endure, his chest heaved and his breathing slowed but he still didn’t lose his life.
I watched as Enzo made his way to a bucket of water and emptied it all on the man’s head while turning on the electric chair, causing him to shake in the chair as he got terribly electrocuted.
Why did he bring me here? Why do I have to see this?
He’s a monster! A real monster!
“Your ears are intact, you still have your teeth and most importantly, your tongue,” Enzo said to the man as he stopped the electrocuting, “talk to me, why did you betray me?” He questioned.
How does he expect the man to talk in that state? He’s practically dead.
Making his way back to me, there was a maniacal smile on Enzo’s face and I shivered as he approached.
Scampering to my feet, I tried to get away from him but it was only a matter of time before he caught up to me, trapping me and rendering me helpless with nowhere to go.
“Where do you think you’re going, Maeve?” He asked and a cold chill ran through me, “you told me you trusted me, didn’t you?” He added and I still couldn’t speak.
I made a mistake, a huge one.
“Get on your knees, mama.” He urged as he loosened his belt, pulled his zipper down and my eyes widened when his cock dangled right in front of me.
“W- What- what are you-”
“You asked me what we were doing here, Maeve, this is it,” he cut in, his voice getting lower by the second, “I came to torture this bastard and to fuck your throat.”
What? What does he-
“Now, Get on your knees like a good girl and suck daddy’s cock like you’ve always wanted to.”