The Prisoner of the Devils'

Gone

"Mr Skylar will be here any minute. You should eat. He'll be mad if he finds out your stomach hasn't been filled at all since."

Hearing this, Starla screams in horror and justifies Jeane's words, not wanting to take any chances. So, the woman chose to sit on the edge of the bed and put half of the food on, then washed herself afterwards.

"I'm going home. Rest well, Mrs. Wolves."

Since Skylar married himself, the man had deliberately told the workers to return to their homes at exactly five in the afternoon, then return to work in the morning before he left for work. Skylar certainly wasn't stupid to leave Starla alone in her residence. That woman could have escaped from there.

But if by nightfall, the workers would return to their respective prepared dwellings and not far from this great mansion. Because every afternoon Skylar came back, so they had to leave before the man got home.

"Oh ...." Jeane stopped her steps and turned back around as she was about to leave the room. "Mr Skylar just called me. He gives you a little freedom to just look around the garden next door to kill boredom and you're free there. I'm not gonna lock the door."

Starla's eyes were slightly opened wide when she heard that sentence.

Not locking the door?

"really?"

He saw the middle-aged woman nodding lightly, joining in with a faint smile that displayed a fine frown on her face, before finally completely leaving her stiffened. No one could guess the contents of Starla's heart at this moment. His feeling was so upset. He was very happy when he heard Jeane's words. However, even fear cannot be denied.

The woman was sitting on the edge of the bed, her teary eyes were moving uneasily. Starla linked her fingers that were shaking violently. It's a good chance to get out of here. He will escape from this hell. He will free himself from the mad devil. No one will see it, right? Five o'clock less, it's not time for the guy to come back.

Starla is trying to control her hunting breath. And he decided to really go with courage. He went down the big stairs with great caution. Trying to move without a sound. Starla swore by anything, she was completely scared and unable to imagine what would happen if Skylar found her.

As his vibrating legs retraced on the last rung of the stairs, he circulated the gaze. The room on the first floor was completely dark. Only a slight twilight peeked out from behind the curtains covering the large windows. For some reason, none of the lights on the first floor were lit. There's no way they don't remember to turn on the lights, right? Reality makes his guts shrivel.

The woman walked back to the main door and pulled her. But the door was locked. With complete confidence, he tried it once more and instantly stopped when the heavy voice sounded.

"You waiting for me, honey? Relax, your husband is here."

****

Skylar is just an ordinary human being who is not always able to control emotions. Especially when his eyes catch the figure of a damn woman who seems to be trying to do reckless deeds. Something was actually worsening his current mood.

The man dared to swear by anything, that today he was not as he always was. His whole body was really tired. How not? His busyness in the office is increasing, then followed by his head which since this morning was haunted by the figure of the woman. And now, the woman who destroyed her mind is back to doing something.

If Skylar was a time bomb, the woman had just pressed the detonator and blew the man up. Really reckless.

Since the trip earlier, he did indeed grieve himself for clearly allowing Jeane not to lock the main door. He regretted his own words that would give the woman a chance to breathe fresh air out there and kill her boredom.

Skylar was good enough not to lock her up. So good because it had let the woman a little free in and out of his residence. And very good because he had time to think about the situation of the woman who is increasingly similar to the undead.

However, her kindness did not mean that she would let the woman freely escape or leave her life. Starla was wrong if she thought so. And now, what the woman did really made her rise in black in just the blink of an eye. The woman was really stubborn and self-informed. Goddamnit!

"Waiting for me, honey? Relax, your husband is here."

Her voice really made Starla aghast and turned around instantly.

His perfectly patterned red eyes caught the demonic figure that was standing haughtily not far from him. And at that moment also his legs felt numb, as if he could no longer bear his body weight. His lips trembled violently along with his tears dripping down. And he felt his heart as if it had been forcefully snatched away.

Starla gulped her saliva violently and hoped that the world would swallow her right then and there. Or whatever it is that keeps him from coming face to face with Skylar. The woman knew that Skylar would do something worse than usual. The face looked glistened furiously, joined by her tightened jaws as the man approached. The steps are not fast. Really, the man just walked quietly closer to her. However, the aura of his anger emanated clearly and he himself sensed it.

"Why? You missing me?"

"T—no ..." his voice choked when Skylar brought his face closer.

"Then? What did you just do?"

The man's hand stretched out wiping Starla's piercing tears before then grasping the woman's jaw violently.

"Aren't you thinking about what you'll get after that?"

Skylar's emotions are running high. He really can't play anymore. This woman cannot be treated gently.

No, no, even in any way, Starla still always dared to challenge him.

In his mind just wanted to punish the woman. Mercilessly. For the stubborn woman to know that her attempt to escape was completely wrong.

"I just want to get away from this place, Skylar!"

Skylar's gaze grew sharper, as if it could kill Starla instantly. This time he was really angry, really disliked the saying of that damn woman.

"So you really want to run away, huh?"

"Yes! Since I can't stand living here, I don't like being your wife. And yes ... I intend to run away from this house!" Starla screamed loudly, trying to escape from Skylar's hand checks. "Take me off, damn it! Let me go."

Long Skylar looked at him sharply, before pulling his arm up the stairs.

"All right, I'm gonna get you out of this house."