“What is going on here?!” were the words that echoed loudly throughout the back garden as Micah quickly removed his fingers from between Sheila’s still slick thighs and dressed her again with her towel. Meanwhile sheila did the same as she quickly tucked his now flaccid, slick thickness back into his pants.
Micah quickly checked Sheila and himself by giving a once over with his eyes and after a frustrated grumble followed by a sigh, he turned around.
“What?!!” He gritted out annoyed.
“Excuse me?! Is that how you greet your queen?! …Even have the audacity to ask me…what…on that kind of disrespectful tone! How dare you! You are MY slave Micah, don’t you forget get!! And YOU, Sheila what are you doing with him? Don’t you have any remorse for taking what does not belong to you in the first place?!” Snow spat in blazing anger with bald fists as she tried hard to control her raging magic that tried to come out like a volcano.
Sheila’s eyes widen in shock upon hearing Snows words and opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out while she looked from Snow to Micah and then back to Snow again while Micah shook his head in disbelieve before speaking up.
“First of all, I am NOT your slave!! I never was and nor never will be and secondly this is MY world, MY house so what I do, with who I do it with, how I do it and where is none others business then my own!! You are the one who should not forget where you are and why! Everybody else might be enchanted by your charming smile and what not, especially my mother but don’t forget, we both now who you are and what you have done to me so you better shut your mouth right now and go back inside the house before I will do something you for sure will not like, before I trow you back into my dungeon, where you belong!” He lowly growled, not wanting to alarm anymore people, especially not his mother or any of his men.
Snow was about to burst and barely controlled her anger but with one last deadly glare of Micah she turned around and run back inside, almost bumping into Marco who looked at her wide eyed.
“Snow, are you okay?” he asked.
“Out of my way you stupid human or I will pour my wrath upon you here and now!” She hissed with glowing orbs making him staggering backwards in surprise.
After that she ran passed him back up the stairs and locked herself inside her bedroom before she screamed on top of her longs as she felt herself succumb to the darkness that finally made its way out of her.
From the inside out a light starts glowing brightly and spread quickly throughout the rest of her body until she was glowing all over, drowning herself in the light, unable to move anymore as she lay limp on the floor as a glowing worm.
The only thing that gave way that she was still alive was the shallow breaths and the continues movements of her muscles.
Seconds passed by and turned into minutes as Snow was fighting to keep her eyes open, until she couldn’t and she drifted off into unconsciousness.
Ten minutes later, Marco, who was send by to fetch her for Micah knocked on her door.
“Snow open up! If you don’t there will be consequences!” he yelled from the hallway growing impatient.
But no answer came…
“Ok, have it your way you crazy woman!” He cursed and kicked her door open.
Once inside he scanned the room until his eyes fell on the still glowing limp form of Snow laying on the floor who looked unnatural pale.
He pressed the button his earpiece meanwhile checking her pulse.
“What now, if she is being difficult again, use force and grow her straight back into her cell again!” Micah growled into his ear before Marco could explain.
“Stop talking, get over here, now!” Marco only said and cut the line while muttering some profanities under his breath. He did not like what she has done in the past but he could not watch her die either, so he turned her on her side, stabilizing her while he waited for Micah.
Meanwhile Micah cursed loudly as he ran upstairs.
“You better have a very good excuse for this shit Marco or else!” He cursed under his breath as he made his way over to Snow’s room.
The moment Marco heard noise coming from the hallway he called out.
“In her room, quick!” he yelled just before Micah stepped inside, with a huge scowl on his face.
“What’s going on, why is she on the floor like that?” He asked while crouching down on his knees beside Marco.
“I don’t know! I just found her like this! After she did not answer me I burst the door and saw her like a glowing worm laying on the floor unconscious!” Marco said scratching his head.
“Okay put back on the bed and then call the doctor and no word to the others, understood!”
“Yes boss, understood!” Marco said while grabbing his phone to call doctor Angelo.
Micah frowned as he felt a sudden pain flash trough his body as he watched her limp pale body while wondering what on earth had happened to her, hoping that this was not one of her tricks again to get to him…
Just as he was about to lift her up her eyes slightly fluttered open for become or two as she mumbled something he couldn’t her properly as it was to soft. He checked her pulse and sighed relived that he felt it before lifting her off the ground and lay her down on her bed.
Suddenly a shudder went trough his body and watched in surprise and shock how his hands started to glow where he touched her shivering body…
Some time later at dinner Micah’s men were chatting among themselves as the usual did when they had dinner together like his with their Don. It was not often it happened but at least once a week Micah let his men who had no work to do have dinner with him and the rest. He had started it after the passing of his father and his mother had liked it and he himself as well, it made the loss of their beloved father/husband and Don a bit more bearable and it had made their bond even grow stronger, creating more respect. They always ended up telling stories, making each other laugh which helped with their daily dealings of their dark world. But not tonight. Tonight Micah didn’t feel like laughing or making jokes. He seriously confused and worried at the same time and he didn’t understand and liked it for one bit!
He watched his men finish their plates with food one by one and leave the dinning room to do their own thing after a greeting towards him of which he responded to only with a slight nod or a grunt.
He sighed rubbing his temple. Why did he feel this way? What on earth was going on with him lately? First the backyard rendezvous with Sheila which was totally unexpected even though it was very pleasurable he had to admit and now this thing with Snow. Snow was laying upstairs in her bed in a coma and had not regained consciousness again, apart from a brief moment when Angelo her checked her vitals after he had arrived while Micah sat beside her on the edge of the bed. Suddenly she has woken up again screaming her longs out in agony with tears streaming down her face .
She had turned towards Micah and has grabbed his hand and pressed it against her chest, close to where her heart was that beaded unnaturally fast, making him to worry as she started whispering in his ears…
“Pain!…so much…pain…my beloved…Micah…don’t leave!” And then she had collapsed again leaving Micah behind in utter shock who looked from her towards doctor Angelo who in return also watched him with a frown on his forehead while deep in thought…
And now he couldn’t stop thinking about what she had whispered to him…
Her dark words echoing inside his head, refusing to leave him in peace…