Chapter 56 THE LEAD
“I just wanted to see you again, Rafael and have you in me while we are at that,” Rachel spoke softly, her tone extremely hot and tempting to one's ears.
Suddenly, Rafael grabbed her by the neck, making her take a step backwards in her high heels to maintain a balance, the look in her eyes flashing with unbelief.
“Yeah, I've been wanting to see you too, Rachel. Let's talk about perfect timing.” He said with a sneer on his lips.
A soft, lustrous smile crawled on Rachel's lips again as she heard him say this.
“Then go ahead… go ahead and choke me a little more and get this all started.” She wedged on like a slut, grabbing Rafael's bum and pushing her hips against his so she could feel his crotch press against her.
“Ahnn~” She moaned loudly, the hot sensational feeling rushing into her body again and making her wet in between the legs in an instance.
With anger and disgust flashing through his eyes, Rafael slammed Rachel into the nearest wall, putting a safe distance between them both while his hand still held her by the neck, heavily pressed against it that Rachel could barely breath.
She was choking and gasping for breath under his hold, but to regain her liberty to do this, she had some answers to give to whatever questions Rafael had to ask.
“Where is she?” Rafael growled at her. “Where is Vanessa?”
Rachel, still struggling to get out of his hand around her neck managed a slight scoff in disbelief, tears rolling down her eyes as this continued.
“What?” She sneered. “All of this is about that woman? Huh? You had better take my life right now because nothing about that woman's whereabouts will fall out of my lips.” Rachel spat.
For a brief moment, Rafael lifted her back from the wall he had pressed her against, and the next, he slammed her right back into the wall again, a sharp gasp of pain rushing out of Rachel's mouth in an instant as the pain settled into her body.
Rafael looked into the depth of her eyes, behind the crocodile tears that had formed within them. Rachel could see the intensity in his gaze, the no dare look crossing through both eyes of his and she could sense him burn with rage.
As much as she has been wanting Rafael to lay his hands on her, she had never imagined it would rile up to a moment where he could end her.
“Listen, Rachel, you are so soft and small that I could crush your skull with my fist at this moment.”
Rachel, still straining underneath his grip against her throat, blinked back phony tears as she struggled.
“And remember this,” Rafael continued, “If you do not open your fucking mouth right now and tell me where Vanessa Hudgens is, I swear on the godfather of the Devereaux family that this won't end with your death alone but that whore of a mother of yours will also accompany you through the hell I will design for you both.”
“Do you hear me?” He growled ruthlessly, sending streaks of fear into Rachel's being that heavy beads of sweat suddenly glistened on her forehead.
Rachel suddenly began to pray that the ground beneath her feet would open at once and swallow her so she could escape from Santiano's flaring, untamed wrath.
She quickly nodded, submitting herself and agreeing to obediently give answers to his questions concerning Vanessa's whereabouts which caused Rafael to tone down a little before moving on.
“La Perla Nera, what does that have to do with Vanessa?” He finally asked.
“An auction… a human auction that has named the most important item as The Black Pearl, the most expensive woman to be bidded upon— Vanessa Hudgens.”
“What?” Rafael gasped out with unbelief, his heart tightening within him at the sound of the mystery Vanessa has been subjected to.
He balled his fist tight, his crude form overshadowing him again as the flames of his anger fanned out behind him like he had summoned a fire dragon like it happens in fantasy books.
“Which family is hosting this auction?” He demanded, pressing his fingers deeper into Rachel's neck that she could barely give a response, but in the end, she managed to say,
“The Pedro family… It's the Pedro family.”
Santiano shoved Rachel across the floor after he had heard her confession. Now, he knew where to be in order to find Vanessa and bring her back.
“Give up that woman, Santiano, she doesn't deserve to be with you— I should be the one in your arms, not her!” Rachel continued in her delirious mind.
“I don't want to see you here when I get back or you'd rather wish you were dead if I set my eyes on you again.” Rafael said to her as he began to walk away— out of his study room.
“What are you thinking, Santiano?” She screamed after him as she watched him walk away. “Do you think it's easy to get rid of me, huh? She's gone already, Santiano— it is too late!”
The heavy door got slammed, shutting her screams at Rafael with words up.
“Fuck!” Rachel screamed again like a wild mad woman, running her hands through her already made hair and ruining her style as her anger kept flaring up with each passing second.
Her tears were hot against her skin and they trickled down her eyes, smearing her makeup and drawing an ugly dark line down her face to her jaw as it washed away her mascara.
Then she began to panic, talking to herself like she was high on drugs. She continued to scratch her arms and legs like she could see imaginary bugs crawling on her skin.
“I should have killed that woman when I had the chance to,” She began to rant, her skin turning red as she continued scratching her body vigorously.
“I shouldn't have made a deal with him. Now, Rafael will find her again and make life a living hell by bringing her back.” She cried. “I have to do something at once! I have to let him know Santiano is coming.”