The Continent of Europe
Chapter 65's
...CHAPTRE 65...
...KIDNAPPED...
"What's? You kidnap me, bring me here, and then you let me just live now? I thought you were going to kill me" Rosaline grinned.
He knew there was a rope that tied his hand tightly when he realized he was not at Clark's house anymore. The last time he remembered before his vision went dark and fainted. He saw a television screen showing about his family.
Now, everyone knows who he is. About her who was the daughter of the Vreaa family.
"You challenged me, Rosaline? I can kill you whenever I want and bury your body somewhere out of nowhere. So no one's gonna find you and blame me."
Rosaline chuckled as the dramatic rolling eyes she did and threw a sharp glare at her. "Do. I'm sure someone will find my body or if I die without justice, I'll haunt you until you die. I'll be a witness to your death, Clark."
Instead of taking Rosaline's words seriously, Clark grinned. He crossed his arms and legs, leaning against his back wall while his face mocked Rosaline. Smirk like a bad guy.
"I can use my money to close your case and make everyone, in this country, forget your family or identity. You will disappear from this world and no one will remember you. Isn't it sad, Rosaline? Die alone and no one will remember you?"
Rosaline laughs. "I'm not going to die alone. By the time I die, I'll make sure I return to the world of life to take you to hell with me."
The grin on Clark's face grew wider. He took a few steps closer before bending over and grabbing Rosaline's chin hard.
"Shut up, you little bastard. You think that would scare me? Your warning will have no effect on me. It was like dust just passing through the air."
Clark spat in any direction, throwing Rosaline out until the girl's body fell backwards. The chair he was sitting in also fell down making Rosaline's cheek hit the floor.
"Fuck you, Clark!" Rosaline hissing. The girl wriggled in pain as her head was hit by the chair, but her eyes glared sharply at Clark.
The maroon-haired girl released a satisfied laugh. He leaned back against the back wall, occasionally spreading his gaze around watching Rosaline's movements still writhing in pain.
Now, the room they occupied felt cold. In addition there are only a few furniture in there and the lack of lighting makes the room more terrible. Clark. He knows what he's doing.
Shooting Rosaline in this room or rather in a house away from the urban and crowded. That way no one will hear Rosaline's scream if Clark wants to kill or torture her right away.
Everything is perfect, he thought.
But not for Rosaline. Today, not only the case of the Vreaa family is again discussed by the British population, but the original identity forged by Rosaline and her twin was revealed. Everyone knows who they are now. The only surviving member of the Vreaa family.
"You should be aware of your position, Rosaline. You should never have challenged me in the first place."
Rosaline looked up, amidst her thrashing voice she laughed. "I didn't challenge you in the first place, Clark. On that day, I thought I could be your friend, so that's why I accepted your friendship offer to me."
Clark snorted, spitting his saliva in the other direction. He grinned as he walked up to Rosaline again just to pull the girl's hair, purposely making her scream in pain.
"Liar. I realize you're in love with my fiance, too. You know what? James and I broke up. He broke up with me because of you! He's been honest with me that he loves you, Rosaline!"
"I won't forgive you. I'll make sure your life will be like hell!!"
Brak!!
The maroon-haired girl snapped, frowning becoming more intense. He stepped out of the room, this time clearly meant for Rosaline to see. He closed the door so hard behind him that the entire wall seemed to shake.
...•—— ✿ ——•...
"Where is he!"
Clark jumped off the couch as James stepped into his bedroom in a fit of rage. The man glared wide full of emotion at her, the frown on his forehead even visible. It describes her emotional state.
"What do you mean, James? I don't understand" Clark said, pretending he didn't know what James meant.
The blond man pulled Clark's collared shirt, he brought his face closer to Clark's face so there was only some distance between them.
"Don't be stupid, Clark. I know what you done. I know that you understand what I mean. So where is he now?! I'll kill you if you hurt her!"
Clark grinned as soon as he realized what James was saying. He patted James on the hand and slowly pulled him off his clothes, took him off and made the landless James take a few steps back.
"How did you know Rosaline was with me? I don't even have anything to do with him anymore. We're not even friends."
James snorted in response to Clark's swirling response. It was as if he was switching the conversation and turning the time around for longer. James knew that. He walked up to Clark again and this time pulled his collar again.
"I don't have time to play around. Tell me where is he?! And one more thing. How can I know that Rosaline is with you it's none of your business! I can tell you, it's your excessive jealousy that makes me know."
"I? Of jealousy? Why am I jealous of such a lowly person?" Clark laughed, "he's nothing like me, James. A golden money man is higher than a lowly man like him!"
James threw Clark's body with a single pull making the maroon-haired girl fall and lay on the floor. Clark raised his head, looking at James with disbelief.
"What are you doing fucking!" Shouted Clark.
James clenched his hands tightly. Resisting the desire to throw a strong punch to the girl's face. Rather than helping him stand up, James bent his body, aligning himself with Clark.
"Say where he is now! Don't provoke my emotions, Clark."
Their eyes were glued to each other, but in anger. The flow of electricity seemed to appear in every eye of those who were linked until finally Clark was the first to decide the event of their gaze.
"I know your family secret, James. I wonder what Rosaline will feel after she finds out that your family was involved with her parents' death ten years ago."
"Yeah, and your family too."
