****Layla POV****
The ground was cold. I could feel my feet hitting again iron bars. I wasn't free. I moved my body and touched my head. I think I was having a splitting headache.
Finally, I opened my eyes and saw I was in a cage, chain to the iron bars.
I gasped loudly and sighted Carlos. That devil! He must have drugged my cake. He made me happy for some minutes and ruined everything.
I felt something inside my body shattering.
"Master?" I called out his name. He turned and glared at me. He had a glass of alcohol in his hand.
"Why do you have me chained like a dog?" I asked as my eyes met with his cold gaze. I tried to release myself from the chain but it was almost impossible.
"Because you are now MINE!" He responded with his eyes closed halfway.
I'm his? What the heck is he talking about?
"I'm not yours. I'm just your maid"
"Slave. You are my slave Layla. Don't you ever forget" he corrected me. I could see the gaze in his eyes. He was furious like I did something bad.
"Why? Is it my fault that my forefathers owed your forefathers? Do you have to punish me for it?" I asked with tears in my eyes. He squatted before me and glared at me, smirking.
"Punish? I haven't even touched you yet. You'll have to stay here for tonight. No food for you" he sprung up and walked away.
I sniffed in and wiped the tears off my cheek. I missed mom already. Only if Dave was here, he would have fought for me. He wouldn't mind if Carlos was the most respected and feared man in the country.
As if he couldn't bear my soft whimper, he turned to stare at me again.
"Stop crying! b***h!" He yelled. I didn't stop. I continued crying.
He took his bath and spend the whole night reading before he went to bed. He switched off the light. I also slept off.
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The next morning, I was woken up by Pablo's voice and hard knock.
I sat up in the cage and hit my head. I almost forgot that I was in a cage. It's like I'm not even a slave at all, I'm a f*****g prisoner.
Carlos walked out of his bathroom, wearing a towel. I couldn't hear what he was saying with Pablo. He finished talking and closed the door.
"It's morning already. Can I leave?" I asked Carlos. His reply was a grin, followed by a mocking smile. How expected!
"You promised to let me go when it's morning" I said, reminding him. He entered into his closet and didn't come in till after five minutes. He walked out, wearing a blue suit, one of the latest diamond watch. It matched with the diamond earring in his right ear. He opened the button of his shirt halfway, exposing his broad chest.
His scent filled tye entire room.
"Please master, let me go" I said, thinking he was going to change his mind. Instead, he got a call. It was the telephone close to the cage I was in.
Slowly, he walked towards the telephone and placed it on his ear without saying anything.
"Again, you won't say anything Mr Luciano?" The person behind the phone asked.
"What do you want again Mr A?" Carlos asked. I furrowed my eyebrows, wondering who Mr A was. The voice seemed threatening.
"To destroy you" the voice replied.
Carlos was silent.
"Why haven't you destroy me?" Carlos asked boldly. I never knew that rich people could even be bullied.
"I'm looking for the perfect moment to destroy you Mr Luciano" Mr A said.
"Don't f*****g call me by father's name!" He yelled, kicking the drawer. The vase on the drawer fell on the cage. I lowered my gaze and covered my head to prevent the shattered pieces from entering my eyes. I screamed at the same time.
Carlos disconnected the call and faced me in the cage. Some large piece had pierced my hands and my laps. Tears rushed down my cheek again as I felt the pain. I pulled it out and I started bleeding.
****Carlos POV****
I didn't mean to hurt her. Mr Anonymous have already ruined my morning. I watched as she pulled the piece from her hand. I took a step, wanting to help her but I couldn't. My heart started beating fast. My breathing ceased. I rushed to the mirror, thinking it was coming again but it wasn't it.
What I was in the mirror shocked me. My reflection, my eyes were...gold. How is that even possible? I was feeling dizzy. My sight was shifting and blur. It was all because of Layla. Her blood. Is she... No way!
"Is something wrong master?" She asked me. I can't go close to her. I took my phone and left the room.
"Master?! Carlos! Come get me out of here! Argh!" She groaned. I closed the door and rushed to the car. I could breath peacefully.
My phone rang. It was dad calling. I didn't even answer the call. I just started the engine and drove to the mansion.
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I alighted from the car and slammed the door hard.
"Where is my father?" I asked.
"Secret room" one of them replied and bowed. There were no guards around. Seem like we all experienced the same thing.
I rushed to the room and saw my father, trying to also control himself. His eyes was red. He was the alpha before his father died. His father was also the alpha before his father's father died. Our family are meant to bear the Alpha title and I'm next. I'm going to be the next true Alpha.
"What's going on father?" I asked him.
He turned to me and smiled. That was weird. In this critical condition, he was still smiling.
"Remember yesterday when I told you that your slave is the tree power keeper?" He asked and I nodded.
"Seem like she is. She is the keeper of our powers and we all saw the signs. Check out the tree. It's already growing. Very soon, it will grow fully and our powers will be back. We must all try to control our thirst and anger, including you Carlos" he said to me.
"I locked Manuel up because he couldn't control himself" he said. Now I saw the reason why he was telling me to control himself.
"I almost got wild but, I couldn't do anything because of Layla's blood"
"She's the keeper, her blood can heal us and also control us. Keep her safe by all cost. She's related to this tree. If she dies, our ability to change will be gone" father said. I nodded my head.
"Perhaps, Manuel will come to stay with you"
"No father, no! I don't want him at my mansion" I made it clear to father and left. He'll crash my car if he appears again.
Father just told me to take care of the girl I wish to punish badly. How the heck would I do that? She's so clumsy and careless. It's going to be difficult. I drove back home and entered into my room.
She was asleep in the cage. She was looking very uncomfortable there. Her wounds also was healed. That's what she gets for being the keeper. Sooner or later, she'll find out about my true identity. My eyes was fixed on the tiny figure in the cage.
I took off my jacket and unlocked the cage. I carried her to her room and laid her on the bed. As I turned to leave, I heard her stomach rubble. She was starving. She hasn't eaten since yesterday, except for the piece of cake. How unfortunate.
I would have to cook for her. I cursed under my breath and went to the kitchen. I swear, I'm just going to do it this once. I'm not going to treat her different from the way I've treated her because she's the tree power keeper.
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Few hours later, I made a little feast for her. I made prepared some meal. The ones I hope she would like.
The oven dinged. The chicken was ready. I carefully carried it out, wearing the kitchen glove.
As I transferred the chicken from the pan to the plate, I heard someone clearing her throat behind. It was Layla. She was awake already but still feeling weak.
"Come and have your seat Layla. Come and eat" I said. She shot a hard glare at me and staggered towards the refrigerator. She took a bottle of water and started walking back to the door.
"Stop!" I ordered and she stopped immediately. A smirk and stood up.
"What do you think you're doing? Do you know who you're messing with?" I threatened her.
"Who I'm messing with? What do you think I'm doing to you? I can be a fooled for the first time but I won't be a fool for the second time. You lured me well and made me eat a spiked cake. Now, you want to do the same thing again. It won't work" she said and turned to leave.
Without hesitation, I grabbed her hand and pushed her to the wall, grabbing her neck. She struggled to free herself and started choking.
"How dare you talk back at me? Layla Morgan! Who do you think you are?!!!" I yelled angrily, with my fist clenched under the table.