Chapter 7 Indecipherable

Carolina

I feel foolish to have at least believed that I could escape from this nightmare. So many things in my life have gone wrong, I still miss my parents and life in that orphanage... sigh pushing away memories. I need to keep hope even though it's hard.

I raise my head determined to get out of this car and leave, then my eyes hit the picture mixed the shadows coming out of the darkness even if its shape is enveloped by it. The green eyes fixed on the window through which I observe him have the feeling that even through the dark glass he can know that I analyze him looking for answers.

The beautiful face closed in an emotionless expression, a movement, a look and the men around him meet your orders. Wearing a dark knit shirt without feeling the weight of the cold wind.

The knots of the strong fingers contracted and the air of power making it even more beautiful if it is possible for cruelty to turn into beauty. I hold my breath all the time, lift my legs to the leather bench embracing my knees as a protection. I hear the door slamming and feel the car moving, look out the window and the streets pass faster and faster with the silence weighing. When we reach the highway there is only the sound of the engine roaring and then stops..

I shudder at fear without having the courage to look at it.

"Let's go Carolina. - I keep my eyes away from him. - Brave enough to run away from my men but too fearful to face me"

The sarcasm in her voice awakens a strange anger within me. I find her gaze indecipherable.

"I wouldn't have gone through something like this if I didn't have to run away from them"

I can swear I saw the corner of your lip rise, but it's the loud hiccup that escapes my lips that has your attention.

"Oh child,"

He snaps his arms around me trying to pull me into his lap as I struggle.

"I don't want your pity"

Angry scream pushing the breastplate firm trying to impose a distance between us.

"I am unable to feel pity"

I find his gaze and in the same instant he manages to put me over his lap.

"Isn't it a pity you feel it since you saw your wife humiliate me?"

Curious question wiping warm tears from cheeks hypnotized by the colors that hide against dilated pupils.

"No"

Blinking stunned waiting for it to continue but it does not, I feel the warm touch of the callused hand on the nape of my fingers curling in the loose strands of hair pulling back leaving the neck exposed. I shudder at the thin pain on the side of my forehead from the blow.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

"My abdomen hurts more"

I feel the pressure of the other hand against the sore spot on the abdomen and the caress of the nose against the skin of the jugular. When I drop my wires down my face finding blood on my hands, I get scared.

"Did you hurt yourself? Does it hurt?"

A manic smile opens on the beautiful face leaving the jaw even more marked.

"That's not my dried blood."

I'm holding your wrist so you won't touch me.

"What did you do?" My voice comes out strange with fear.

"I killed them all"

Our gaze is caught in a quiet conversation too strange for two strangers. Understanding hits every one of my nerves making the truth clear.

"What do you intend to do with me?"

"I'm so mad at you, child. - Your nose touches mine, our lips touching lightly- I so want to fuck you in this car, I want to kill you for going against my orders."

My eyes widen at the same time that I feel a strange heat amid the strong pulse in my chest.

"What do I want to do with you? are so many things"

I want to open the door and run, I want to hit him, I want to shout for having put those men behind me, I want so many things but I end up being nestled in his lap for another moment while biting my lip hard.

I go back to my anxious seat without knowing how to deal with it because it is indecipherable what is happening between us.