Chapter 34
Megan POV
Has I regained consciousness, groaning in pain, I was experiencing a terrible headache, I tried to move, but my body felt weak, and lacked energy. I felt cold, cold to be exact because I still naked from Natalie and I... wait a minute. While I processing everything, I noticed how my hands felt as if they were tied above my head, and I was in slightly a sitting position, the objects around my hands, rumbled like metal chains, and then it hit me, I was cuffed to the bedpost, but why? I slowly began to open my eyes, but I instantly regret it, the bright light from the room stung my eyes, so force them shut, cursing lowly under my breath, my cheeks felt sticky and stiff, it must be from stained lipstick, I opened my eyes again, and I saw her, staring at me.
"What the fuck is going on Natalie? You drugged me, you sick psychopath.”
Chuckling lowly, she glared at me, with a luminous grin “Couples of hours ago you were moaning my name, now I am crazy?"
"You drugged me and took advantage of me Natalie, I trusted you and of course once again you betrayed and stabbed me in the back", I barked, "you just wait until my fiancée gets here, he will."
"That’s exactly what she wants, you’re just the bait,” she shot up from the chair beside the bed, cupping my cheeks in her hand, “there is so much you don't know Megan, hush it and we might keep you alive."
Swallowing that ball of fear that gathered at throat, I stared at her in disbelief.
Who was he?
Suddenly the door opened with Anthony approaching first, he stood dead in his tracks when he saw my nakedness, I could see the rage and anger in his eyes.
"Move it! We have all day, if you're going to carry a grudge, blame Natz over there, she gave it to your girl quite good,” a familiar but cold voice snickered behind him.
I could see the gun and a hand with a black leather glove, but I was yet to see who was on the other side of the door, Anthony looked away from and was approaching the bed, and then I saw the face, it was Brad, but why was he holding a gun to Anthony's head.
"Brad— What's....what's going on,” I nervously asked.
"Lay beside her pretty boy", he instructed Anthony, ignoring me, "Natalie cuff this one a little tighter and carefully, remember he is a mafia, a born killer and he seems to have a history of escaping the odds.”
Mafia? What is Gods name is going on, Anthony said it was only a nickname.
“Darb listen, we can sort this out if it's cash..."
"Darb? Who is Darb? This is Brad, Stevie's ex-boyfriend!" I blurted out.
Turning his head at me, I could tell he was stunned like I was.
"Babe I have a lot of explaining to do, this is Darb, he used to work for me, he is a gangster, and I am a mafia, Jace... is also a gangster, I'm sorry, we will get out of this and I'll explain to you later.”
“What? What the hell are you talk—"
“If I where you, I would consider telling her now— who’s know what the future brings,” she came into full view, blocking the entrance. My body felt numb, her presence sucked away what little oxygen that was left in the room, I was already weak, and seeing her made me felt nervous.
“Stevie,” Anthony growled through clenched teeth.
“Hello Anthony, and— Megan, my former best friend,” She smirked at me, walked over to Brad, "hey my lovely husband, you did good,” Brad blushed like a teenage girl who's crush said hi, she gave him a light kiss on the lips before strolling over to Natalie.
"But you, baby you did marvelously.”
Natalie lowered her head shyly as Stevie cupped her pussy under her dress while sucking on her neck.
"Listen, Stevie, I don't know what kind of twisted fucking games you're playing, is it money you want? It's in the guest room, you know where the safe is… it’s the same code."
She didn't say anything, she only whispered in Natalie's ear, motioning that she and Brad should leave the room.
Observing Stevie, I could tell that she’s different, and not in a good way, with bloodshot eyes, pale skin, dry lips, and discolored hair, she appeared sick.
"Now Anthony, I'm sure you need an explanation, you see a couple of years ago I found my mother's journal and it was there and then I realized, my dad isn't really my dad, my biological father, however, his real name was Stevie Carter—"
"The Ordering,” Anthony whispered.
“Yes, Anthony… The Ordering, I am the heiress of the group, I’m impressed, you know who we and so you know what we do. The Rhône’s treated us like outcasts, for years your father have been stealing to gain power, all of your riches and wealth belong to me Anthony so I'll just fucking take it, for years since I was sixteen, I was planning to lure you in and drain every drop blood from your body, all you had to do was go through with the wedding, but of course you found out about the missing money so that night I was glad you kiss Megan, it was my only way out, to move on to plan B, and forcefully take what's mine."
"How— how did you get them to do it?" I managed to squeak out. I was referring to Natalie and Brad, they are...well were but I still care, and I wanted to know.
"Well Natz was easy, we had sex a few times and she began to get obsessive, so I just use her as my little insider, And I had convinced Brad to join Anthony's little gang, and steal money from the base, under a fake identity, we just simply got creative, if you got a piece of paper and flipped the name Brad around, you'll get Darb, see what I mean but the only thing he stole was some diamond, they were worth a lot, but we almost got killed because of this knock off single,” she held the rock high, between her fingers, letting it fall to the floor.
"And Stacey Jones?" Anthony questioned
"Let's just put it this was Anthony, Stacey is one of my many personalities, I had to create some form of mislead, to throw you off track— my love.”