Chapter 229 - Putrid Smell (2/2)
”Kostya!” Natalia screamed. She glanced up, but her brother didn't give her an explanation—not even a word. She watched as Kostya snorted and traced his line of sight. Across the room was Olivia. ”Maleficent,” she mouthed, her jaws dropped open when Olivia bared her teeth in a sinister smile.
”I kept my word,” Kostya said, dipping a hand in his pocket while the other held the doorknob.
”Before you leave, cuff your sister to the chair. I don't like her scratching any one of us,” Olivia ordered. She bit her lips to keep herself from smiling when panic pooled in Natalia's eyes.
Scooping his sister off the floor, Konstantin plopped Natalia on the chair and cuffed each of her wrists with a fluffy handcuff with a chain attached to it, tethered to the chair's leg. He was thankful that Natalia didn't put up a fight.
”Her ankles too, please,” Olivia added, jutting her chin on another pair of fluffy handcuffs.
Picking up the ball gag on the floor, Konstantin didn't wait for Olivia's instructions and gagged Natalia. Kneeling before his sister, Konstantin met Natalia's stare and pursed his lips at how her eyes screamed with accusations. ”If you behave, this will be the last time you'll receive your punishment,” he then told Natalia as he stood to his full height.
Natalia's eyes darted from one person after another, and her ears rang with the loud drumming of her heart.
”Take it easy on her,” Konstantin said. He never spared Natalia another glance and made his way out of the hotel suite.
Tears pooled Natalia's eyes, clouding her vision, but the images of three ladies swirled in her head in a kaleidoscope form.
Maleficent. Cruella De Ville. Harley Quinn.
Her head spun as she tried to get a grip onto what she could call as a nightmare. Did her brother betray her? Confusion crippled Natalia, sapping the energy from her.
Her eyes widened, and she screamed with all her might, but all she heard and felt were her muffled cries and tears spilling from her eyes.
”You burned something that doesn't belong to you,” Olivia said, playing with the torch in her hand, making circles that hypnotized Natalia who was shaking her head in a no as if pleading her to take the fire away from her face.
”Oh… look at her, she's scared. Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I will just burn something that belonged to you too,” Olivia reassured her. She picked up a lock of Natalia's blonde hair and sniffed it. ”I wonder how it smells when this is burning.”
Fighting against all the restraints that held her in place, Natalia screamed and screamed. Her eyes bulged out of its sockets when the torch kissed the tip of her hair, filling the room with a putrid smell.