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Now down the stairs, I enter the 12 x 12 cage and lay her down on the bed, one that you would never know has been used before. At least, it has been a while, anyway.
When she is laid down, I place her in the most peaceful position I can find for her and then sit down next to her, crossing one ankle over the other.
I allow myself to notice her body the way that I did when I first saw her at the celebration for Philippe and Carla’s union. My eyes rake over her, noticing all her curves, completely natural by the way, and how her cleavage is just as perfect as it was before. She must have a thing for that.
Her legs are not too thin and not too thick. The only thing about her that I find that is imperfect is her hair. I typically like blondes, but her hair is the exact opposite, almost a black it is so brown. And it falls down in ringlets all around her almost like a veil.
I take my time, running my hands over her body and feeling every nook and cranny slowly, glad to get this time to do this when she isn’t awake.
I want to know things. Ineedto know things.
I don’t know how long it is before she starts to stir, and I can see she is going to wake up this time. That’s fine, because at least we’re in her bed now. When her body starts to shiver, her teeth chattering, I know she’s having a bad reaction to all the chloroform. Nothing I haven’t seen before.
I pull the two blankets that are on the bed over her body and tuck her in just a little bit as if I’m her parent and not her husband.
“My… My head…” She groans, half-asleep and half awake. So, the shakes and the migraine. Not surprising considering I had to chloroform her twice.
I leave only for a few minutes, going back into my bedroom, to my en suite, in order to get some medications and a glass of water. When I get back down, she continues to groan and moan her distaste for how she feels, but most of it is inaudible. I return to my place by her side, and I tilt her head back, opening her mouth and placing the glass of water to her lips at the same time that I pop two pain pills in her mouth. Luckily, I don’t have to coax her to swallow, and she is able to do it even in the state she’s in.
Now, being more awake, Elena’s eyes flutter open and look at me. Her hands go against her stomach, rubbing it, and she looks at me in misery. “I feel so nauseous. Why do I feel so nauseous? I don’t want to throw up on the bed.” So, she seems to know she’s on the bed at least.
I wonder how it’s all going to play out when she realizes she’s in a cage.
I slip a dissolvable tablet onto her tongue for the nausea and then place the water into her hands. I begin to use my fingers to comb through her long hair, getting rid of all the tangles and getting it out of her face. Just in case.
I enjoy this more than anything. Taking care of her. It’s just as if I’m taking care of a little doll. I get to pose her, to care for her hair, and to make sure she’s well. And right now, at least she doesn’t fight me. That’s more than I can say with anyone thus far, though I’m sure she’ll have some fight in her when she wakes up.
“What the fuck is going on?” she says, scooting away from me. But she can’t go very far without falling out of the bed. Her eyes dart around the room, finally realizing she’s in this 12 x 12 cage. She’s somewhere between deer in headlights and so pissed there’s fire in her eyes.
She could probably fucking kill me too. Good thing I got rid of those hairpins before we got in here. Or it could be me six feet under right now as well.
“You’re home now. I’m taking care of you, so don’t worry.”
“Why am I in a fucking cage, Luca?” And now is where it gets nasty. I think I need to get out of here as much as I don’t want to.
After one more hand slides down her side and causes her to shiver, I stand up and walk out of the cage to the other side, shutting the door behind me. Though, I don’t lock it yet.
“In case you can’t remember, we’re married now. And I have something to tell you. A proposition for you. For now, this is where you will stay. You have exactly 90 days to love me. And by love me, I mean fall in love with me the way that you would a husband, or I will take an eye for an eye. I will take from you your life in exchange for the life that you took from me.”
Maybe it is a bit dramatic considering I don’t even miss my brother that much, but I mean every fucking word of it. Someday I’ll thank her for doing away with my annoying brother, the one that was in the way of me doing what I wanted to do with her in the first place, but this is not that day.
Then, I lock the cage and leave her to think to herself about how she’s going to handle this. If she’s even willing to try with me. There certainly have been women who have not wanted to try. And they got what was coming to them.
A fucking fresh grave.
