Touch Of A Burning Flame

Chapter 3

Phoenix

Penelope's Pov

"Are you insane, Pierre? Why did you bring that b*tch here? Who the f*ck is that?"

I rolled my eyes. I could hear them loud and clearly, especially the annoying woman. They are free to talk about me, but at least not in front of the door and not around me. But as I listened to them, I realized that they had no idea. Probably, Pierre just planned this alone.

"She's kind of familiar, Pierre. Is she an idol or something? Damn, you're planning to make her your s*x slave?!" One of the men exclaimed, which made my eyes poke out.

"W-What the hell!" I shouted. "Who said that, huh?!" My face was burning hot, and I suddenly wanted to claw Pierre's face for putting an unacceptable idea on his friends.

"H-he is my ex-fiancé, and he kidnapped me, a**holes!" I continued.

They went silent for seconds, until I heard their laughter.

I balled my fists in frustration. The thought of Pierre laughing at my situation is making me really mad.

"Pierre! You will pay for this! I will damn sue you!"

The door swung open. I pressed my lips together when he entered again, followed by the people that were there earlier too.

"Can you shut the f*ck up?" Pierre said, in equal frustration.

This damn bastard. He still has the audacity to say it to me?!

"Hey you! Do you wanna die, huh?" The woman they called Diana blocked my view. She crossed her arms and winched at me.

I'm not familiar with these people. Even with that old maid earlier, I couldn't recognize her. Well, Pierre and I may have almost married before, but I didn't have the chance to know him better or the people around him. It's not like I’m interested anyway.

"Calm down, Diana--" a low voice from the man with tattoos and piercings. He looked scary. When he looked at me, I immediately turned my eyes away, shivering.

"Shut up, Rico." She looked at me again. "Because of what you did, Nana Celia has to rest her hands for the next few days! You damn b*tch."

I gritted my teeth. This woman is really getting on my nerves. I don't know who she is in Pierre's life. Friend or lover, I don't hella care! But she has no right to call me like that in front of my face!

"Why don't you just tell that damn guy behind you to just let me go. Or else I will put you all damn in jail once I get out of this place!"

The silence stretched until they all laughed. I even got a glimpse of Pierre's amused grin. He just straightened his face when he saw me glaring at him.

"Let's go. We need to do something more important than this." he said, and turned his back on me. The woman raised her dirty finger at me and followed him with the others. But one of the guys turned his back on me and winked.

Screw them. Screw that assh*le. He won't get away with this. Surely my manager is looking for me now. And once they find me, he's dead. No, all of them! I will sue everyone here!

I yelled for the next hours, but I only got tired and slept; still, no one came. My voice became dry and hoarse too, and I couldn't scream anymore. I rested my head on the head rest and wetted my lips. My arms and feet are already numb. The electrifying feeling is torturing my limbs.

I don't have any idea what time it was, but I’m so damn hungry. Also, I already feel sticky and dirty in my gown. I need to change, but it seems that bastard won't even let me.

Until when is he planning to tie me up like this?

When I heard the creak of the door, I immediately closed my eyes to pretend that I was sleeping.

"I don't really get you. Why can't you tell us your plan about this woman, Pierre? Do you plan on jailing her on this island?"

I couldn't breathe while listening to their conversation. But did I hear it right? We're on an island?

Oh my god. What kind of place is this?

I bit my lips when I felt something brushing my air, and I was wide awake, so I know it's not just the air. Someone was touching my hair. And based on his perfume, I think it's Pierre.

If only I wasn’t listening to their conversation, I would kick him. This man, is taking advantage of a woman who's sleeping?!

"I heard she's a famous actress, Pierre. Once the information that you kidnapped her gets leaked, your name might get ruined," another voice said.

Yeah, right, you should listen to him, Pierre. You don't know who you are messing with. I'm a great and infamous Penelope now. I'm not the same Eris that you know. So just let me go!

His stroke stopped before I heard his response to them. "No information will leak. "

What the heck? Is he really serious about this?

As far as I know, he wasn't like this. Yeah, he's smart, but he was too kind, that's why people were taking advantage of him. What's gotten him to change and do things like this?

"What about the other members of Phoenix, Pierre? What if they find out about this? You know that we're trying to lie low these days. We don't want it to happen again."

Phoenix? What is he saying?

"They can't do anything anyway." he answered.

What are they talking about? Is it the bird? No, It sounded like they were talking about a group, and its name is Phoenix.

I tried to extend my ears again, but their conversation ended. Until I heard their footsteps fading away from the door.

I opened my eyes and saw myself all alone again. My stomach growled for the ninth time. He didn't even bring some food for me! How ruthless he is for a fragile woman like me!

He really changed, huh? Because if he's still the same man that I know, he will immediately serve me food. He will even cook for me.

Tss. He's so disappointing.

Then, accidentally, my eyes flew to the dark object in the top corner of the room. My jaw clenched tightly when I realized what it was. It was a damn surveillance camera!

So definitely, they might have been watching me for hours now, and probably they are all laughing at my state. Especially that Pierre!

I let out a deep sigh to calm myself down.

"I-I want to eat! I'm hungry!" I said while looking at the camera. I moved my body like a writhing creature. "I'm hungry, P-Pierre!"

My stomach made a sound again. Damn it. I am really hungry.

"I am h-hungry!"

Aren't they going to at least feed me? I still haven't eaten anything! That damn heartless. Is he planning to starve me to death?!

"I need to pee!" I shouted after an hour. My stomach was still growling while I Was trying to control Myself down there.

This is torture, huh?

"Pierre--"

The door Swung forcefully. I licked my dried lips when the b*tch woman entered instead of Pierre. She gave me a disgusted look. Her dark red lips and almost exposed blossom were an eye sore to my eyes.

"Where is Pierre? I need to pee." I said with a crumpled face.

Her fierce eyes went down to my thighs. She then flipped her hair and let out a heavy sigh.

"He left, high-maintenance b*tch." She mumbled.

I gritted my teeth. "What did you just say?!"

Instead of answering me, she called someone from the outside. A broad man entered the room.

"Give me your gun." She gave a command to the man. My lips parted in shock. Why is she asking for a gun? Is she going to kill me? Did Pierre ask her? But I just want to pee! What is damn wrong about it?

"N-No please, I-I just want to--what the hell?" I shouted in fear when the man really gave her the solid gun.

Coldness dripped down on me when I saw it. It was my first time seeing a real gun!

She did something to it like a pro before pointing it at me. I got frozen And whitened. It felt like my blood had all dried up.

"W-What are you doing?" I said in a shivering voice.

She plastered on a smirk. "Where is your bravery?" she said, emphasizing every word.

My heart pumped loudly with every beat. She then motioned for the man to pick me up.

"I don't understand why Pierre is keeping you here. But let me tell you one thing.." She trailed off.

Her lips pressed in line. "I don't trust you, so if you do something stupid, I will shoot your head." She said it without a doubt.