Chapter 61 - He Was Unbelievable (1/2)

Arianna was awoken from her sleep by a continuous lick on her face. What the hell?

One of her eyes first opened before the other and she glanced up, only to see that it was no other than a cute-looking snow-white chihuahua licking her face.

”Gosh,” Arianna was vexed a bit, she had been having a good dream when it woke her.

In that dream, she was with Elijah and they actually had a life together. By having a life together, Arianna meant they had kids - two kids actually, a boy and a girl - and lived happily before the dog decided to lick her back to reality.

And reality sucks.

”Where did you come from?” Arianna muttered, pulling the dog from her face.

The last thing she remembered was asking about Redhead before losing consciousness. And right now, she was attached by wires to a recording monitor alongside an Iv drip. Who knew he cared so much for her life?

His people didn't.

Arianna found the tag necklace and read, ”Redhead?”

”Huh?” Her brows were furrowed.

Wait a minute, does this mean that the Redhead Marcel wanted her to meet was a dog? What the hell was wrong with this guy? Moreover, the dog didn't even have a red spot on its body, why name it Redhead?

This man Marcel was confusing her more and more.

”Nonetheless, you're a pretty little thing,” Arianna broke into a smile, running her hands through its furs as the dog leaned closer to her.

”I'm glad you like him,” A voice said from behind and Arianna's hands froze at once, her back stiffening. She hasn't even heard him come in.

She slowly lifted her gaze, her green eyes staring into teasing gray ones. Marcel looked carefree as usual with his devil may care attitude.

”What do you want from me?” Arianna asked immediately, she wanted to get this over with, ”Because if it's about Elijah, then trust me, you're in for a loss. I would never tell you what you want to know.”

”Isn't it too early to start the interrogation? I was hoping that we could at least get to know each other first of all,” Marcel said to her astonishment.

What the fuck is wrong with this guy? Arianna was dumbfounded. She had thought Elijah was shameless, but that was nothing compared to Marcel's.

As if that wasn't enough, he sat down on the edge of the bed and that made her shift back. She didn't exactly trust him, not after what his people did to her. Marcel was a predator and she was prey.

”How do you feel?” He asked, surprising her once again. But Arianna would not let her guard down, this was nothing but a trap.

She knew what Marcel was planning, he wanted her to lay down her defenses around him and when it seemed as if nothing would happen, he would then strike where it hurts the most.

So Arianna snorted, ”As if you care?”

”I do care, Arianna. You would be surprised how much I care,” He said so softly like a whisper down her soul and she would have been entranced by its charm if she didn't know who she was dealing with.

”You're a monster, Marcel,” Arianna told him, quite surprised at her bravery.

She was sitting face to face with Marcel, the man who shredded her happily ever after at the airport; the man whose people almost tortured her to death. For him to have such power and resources, Arianna finally came to the conclusion, Marcel was in the Mafia.

”Don't monsters deserve to be loved?”

”What?” Arianna was stunned by that question. By the way, when did their conversation move in this direction?

”In every story and fairy tale, the good ones always have their happy ending. Why does no one write about the villains? We, the villains, are the reason the plot seems interesting in the first place yet no one tells of our contribution nor creates our happy ending. Why's that?”

By the time Marcel was through with his question, Arianna's jaw had already dropped to the ground.

Marcel was weird, really weird.

While she was supposed to be afraid of him, she couldn't help but compare the fact he looked like a curious school kid while talking.

She said to him, ”I don't know what you're talking about? Moreover, I'm not a storyteller. Perhaps, if you still want an answer to your question, you should schedule an appointment with any of the best-selling authors out there. I'm sure they would your questions correctly,”

Their gaze held once again and for a moment, they didn't say anything, just trying to gauge each other's reaction and intention. But something strange happened.

Marcel suddenly bit on his lips and Arianna's gaze followed the gesture and it turned out to be a mistake.

At first, it had been an innocent staring, her eyes couldn't help but go there. However, her gaze couldn't help but observe Marcel's lips, it was pouty and looked soft, supple, and kissable — what the...

Arianna's face burned with embarrassment upon having such improper thoughts, but when she saw the smug smile on Marcel's face as if he saw through her, she understood at once what he did.

”Get out!” She yelled, outraged. Her heart monitor began to beep, having sensed her heart rate increase significantly.