Chapter 34. You are the monster in my life

“What if I'm the next target? Will Gladmir be able to protect me from his many unknown enemies? Will, he always be there on time?”

I noticed that my eyes were getting heavy already so I stood up and dried my leg with a towel I found, there. When I was done with the towel, I placed it back where I saw it and I walked back to my room. I moved to my room and it was calm as usual.

I strolled to the bed, yawning loudly. I lay on the bed and before I knew it, I slept off. I needed to rest and a good sleep was just what I yearned for.

Unexpectedly, I felt someone’s hand on me. That made me quiver with my eyes widely open. I was surprised. That was my room and there was no way Gladimir would have come there, he always sends for me. My heart was pondering as I sat up in bed and I discovered that it was Gladimir who was cuddling me. I puffed in relief.

He was asleep. His face looked exhausted. I laid back in bed facing him and trying to understand who he was. At the moment, all that I saw was a big baby trying to have some rest. I shifted closer to him literally penetrating his chest as I wrapped my little arm around his huge body.

With his eyes still closed, he wrapped me with his huge arm and engulfed me in his chest like an egg. The warmth his body procured me was precious. The truth was that I really needed it. I allowed him to cuddle me, as we both slept off. Contrary to what I feared, his presence was very relieving.

I could hear the melodious song of birds which caused me to awake as I rolled off his arms.

I was still rolling in bed with a smile when I finally decided to open my eyes to a bright new day. And for the first time since I started living in the mansion, I opened my mouth to say my morning prayers like my mum taught me. I thought about her all night.

When I was done I looked around the room to see if he was around but he wasn't there anymore. I left the bed and went to check if he was in the living room, but he wasn't there as well.

I decided to check nanny Clara. I walked towards her room and when I got to the door, I knocked. I didn't want to see anything unpleasant again. The trauma I had was enough already. I got no response, still, I decided to enter. When I got in, there was nobody inside.

I came out and walked towards the living room, I didn't see anyone. I decided to check outside and I only saw bodyguards patrolling the compound all armed. I even noticed that their number had increased.

I walked back inside and decided to have breakfast, my stomach was already rumbling. I made some toasted bread and fried eggs. I served myself and took my meal to the room to eat. It looked like I was the only person in the house and I had no phone to even make a call.

I ate as much as I could, I really needed to refuel my body. When I was done, I returned the plates and cutleries to the kitchen and returned to my room. I sat down in bed looking around like I was lost. I was bored. So bored that I noticed that there was a TV in my room. I put on the TV.

The first news that appeared was about a gun battle between two rival gangs, but they couldn't identify the location. It seemed so funny to me, that if they knew there was a gun war between two rival gangs, how possible was it that they couldn't know or tell the location?

That didn't make any sense to me so I switched off the T.V and the next thought that came to my mind was about Angelo. I asked myself “What if he still loves me and he really came back for me? What am I going to do?” As the thought ran through my mind, suddenly someone pushed the door and walked through it. I looked up and it was Gladimir.

He barged in angrily and threw a huge brown envelope at me. “What's this?" I asked. “Open it" he retorted. I opened the envelope and I took out the papers as I expected but they were instead pictures. My eyes widened in shock as I looked at the pictures.

Shock and fear were written all over my face. It was the picture of me and Angelo kissing yesterday. When I saw the picture, I was speechless because the picture didn't do justice to me or what happened. Angelo tried to kiss me but I pushed him away those pictures were saying something else.

“Can you explain that to me" he yelled ruthlessly and freeze chills moved down my spine. I wanted to talk but I just couldn't do it. I didn't know what to say.

Gladimir walked towards me and removed the belt from his trousers as he slowly moved toward me saying “Speak before I get out of control and do something nasty” he pushed me and I fell on the bed and landed on my back.

He climbed on me with his belt off and I knew he was going to fuck me. I wasn’t in the mood for that but I couldn't tell him. The fierce look he had at me was already terrifying enough. There was no way I could tell him a “No”.

He faced me ruthlessly with his belt in his hand yelling “Who the hell is that?” he furiously clutched my neck with his others hand. I was already imagining the pains on the lashes he was about to give me and tears rolled down my eyes. The more he asked the more he pressed my neck.

“Gladimir, you are hurting me!” I whimpered I couldn't take it anymore. “Oh, you can speak, now?” he scolded as he pressed my neck harder. “Please,” I cried.

“Oh, these tears are nothing compared to the disgrace, you gave me today… The famous ex-bachelor's wife being fucked in restrooms by the old clients of her strip club… that's was going to be the headline on the news” he yelled at the top of his voice while I was trying to break free from his grip.

“Really Aria, so you had to do that there with all those people around? So you have no respect for yourself? You couldn't help it… huh? Who the fuck is he? Is he one of your clients… one of those men you used to dance for?” He slurred and tears helplessly rolled down my eyes.

I was in double pain, physically and emotionally… The fear in me had vanished “I'm not a whore if that's what you mean, you took my virginity. Fuck! Just look around Gladimir, I'm not a whore, but you are the rapist, a kidnapper, killer and more… you are a fucken monster Gladimir or Xavier or whatever your name is!” I yelled louder than he did and before I could realise it, he gave me a huge slap in the face and I shut up.

The slap was so hard that it echoed all over the place. Tears continually rolled down my eyes as I looked at him, straight into his eyes with no trepidation. He saw the disdainful look on my face and he instantly freed my neck. “You are very lucky, Aria. Trust me you are very lucky” he said as he battled with himself not to hurt me further.

The wanting to deal with me and teach me a better lesson was written all over his face but he somehow managed to suppress it. I saw it, — I saw him battling against himself as he took his hands away from me. That was surreal. I had never seen someone put in so much effort to contain his wrath. That was scary. How angry was he? Or how far could his anger take him? That seriously freaked me out. I wasn’t saved…

Then he said “I had to kill the photographer and silence the dude in the picture with millions of dollars so that this shit won't get to the media. All this because of your carelessness. Next time, I won't be this kind to either of you” veins was carved all over his face as he stepped down from me and walked out of the room clutching his fists furiously.

And the only question roaming my mind was “What if such a misunderstanding happens next time and he’s not able to contain his wrath, what will happen to me?” I say at the edge of the bed and I cried the hell out of me.

Damn! I was innocent. I did nothing bad! But how was I going to explain that to him?