The Devil’s Attraction

Episode 3

“I never asked you to be my spoke person!” Matt shrieked angrily as he jerks the hand she has rested on his shoulder away.

“I’m sorry, I just thought…”

“Just leave here” he countered. “Immediately!”

Maliya who was however in a noticeable panic just stood upright whilst waiting for the direct reaction from her dad.

“Dad, you should tell her to stop trying to piss me deliberately” Maliya cackled softly. “Now, can I know why you wished to see me?”

“She wasn’t pissing you off deliberately and she wasn’t lying either” his answer didn’t get to her very well.

“I’m sorry, I’ll like to hear it come from you directly” she was struggling with her best not to show any fear in her reaction as that will not do her any good.

“You’ll be getting married in three days and…”

“You!” She mumbled unconsciously.

“Dad!, you promised me, you!” Her legs lost balance as her whole body throbbed.

Her long-time fear has eventually come to pass, the only reason she’s been bearing up with her dad’s attitude and unfair way towards her was just so he wouldn’t sell her off to his partners but all of the tolerance she had is now worthless.

“No Dad, this can’t be the truth, you were just telling me how you want to further my education last night” she reached for his wrist.

“It’s the truth, you have no purpose to serve in my house and it’d be better to serve the purpose in your husband’s house, you’re 22!”

“Yes, I am, and what gives you the right to marry me off as you want?” She yelled back at him.

“You might be my father on the card but never, I’ve never once thought of you as a real father which means you have no right to do whatever you want!”

Angrily, he lifted his hands and was ready to slap her when their eyes matched and he just halted his hand in that position.

“Slap me! just do it as you’ve always done”

“These horrible eyes, the same eyes that belong to your mother, I loathe it, I hate to see it and maybe that’s why I didn’t waver when he asked me for your hand in marriage!” Matt spoke drastic statements that breaks her apart, reminding her of her mother wasn’t helping the situation.

“You can’t do this to me father, I’m not ready for this, I cannot satisfy myself so how am I supposed to satisfy the man you want me to Marry??”

“You’ll have to appease him, I might hate you but I still won’t want your dead body to be sent back to me” More tears streamed down her cheeks as the realization hits her that this person wasn’t just an ordinary person.

“Otis??” Matt called.

“Sir,”

“Get the maids to pack her things, they’ll be here very soon to get her” He ordered, ignoring his daughter’s presence.

“ From the message I got just now…” he paused, unsure if he was to say it while the main character of the situation was around.

“Go on”

“Miss Maliya is to come with one of her trusted maids, no luggage, no phones, no jewelry or accessories except for the outfit she’ll wear” He explained, reading it out from his phone.

“That doesn’t sound bad, did you hear him?”

She ignored him like he has been doing the whole time as she just stood like a lifeless body.

“Do you have a death wish? If you want to live then you have no choice but do as I want for you, I’m saving you, not hurting you” he said, calmly and slowly.

After another drop of tear, she gulped down the saliva lump in her throat and furthered to say something.

“If that’s what you want, I’ll marry but can I see the picture of the person you want to sell me to?”

“It’s the best that you don’t see him until you meet him, curiosity kills faster than cancer!” She sniffled and walked away.

“Be ready in the next 30 minutes?” she said nothing.

~~

Maliya has just one thing on her mind, it was nothing but a choice that she was taking too long to make.

To kill herself

Or

Accept this harsh fate

Her eyes darted to the knife on her dressing table which she keeps as a safety item, she finds herself reaching to pick it up.

“No!”

“Liya No!, you can’t do this! your life is too precious to end like this!” She cautioned herself but her mind was messing with her brain.

“Miss Maliya!” Reese who was a little older than her and also her ex-personal maid that was later assigned elsewhere ran the minute she saw her holding the knife.

“You made a promise, do not forget that!” Immediately Maliya heard that she dropped the knife and hated herself for even trying to do this.

“I’m sorry, I just can’t believe my dad would end up doing this to me!” She breaks down and Reese hugged her tightly whilst becoming her comfort platform.

A moment later

“You have to get ready immediately to avoid another drama” she just nodded her head.

With the help of Reese, she was quick to get out of her nightgown. She brushed and cleaned up, her hair was fully washed, and before she came out of the bathroom, her short lilac dress was laid on her bed.

“Thank you” she hummed as she began to put it on.

“If you keep saying this every time, I’m afraid I’ll hear it until my last breath” Maliya was shocked at how she understood her tricky statement.

“If you’re coming with me then my fear might be battled to 89%” she was worried about a lot of things.

She doesn’t know who and doesn’t even love The Who.

What if he was a man around the age of her father?

“Miss Maliya” her heartbeat leveled up upon hearing her name from outside.

She knew it was time to leave.

With no accessories, her face and hair were alone to beautify her.

She walked side by side with Reese out of her room and to her surprise, her father was not even present.

“Finally!” The same lady who announced the news earlier said boldly as let out loud laughter.

“If there’s no chance of coming back here then I should just do something worth it for the last time,” she thought to herself as she walked towards the dining table, picked up the wine bottle, and walked back to where she was seated.

“Thank you, My father's Plaything” a gasp escaped Reese’s mouth as Maliya poured the red wine over her head and made sure she was fully soaked before she stopped.

“Reese, let’s go” Maliya was excited that she had finally done something worthy after tolerating her bullshit.

As they got out to her father’s compound, she spotted the odd black Benz van and before she could even say something, the car zoomed in and parked in front of her.

“Miss Maliya is it?” She expected the car to be filled with built-bodied men but was surprised to see a single lady by the steering wheel.

“Yes,” Reese helped her to reply.

“You should hop in already, we’ve wasted so much time!” The lady said to them again.

Maliya cleared her throat and with the help of Reese, they hopped into the exotic space of the van.

She only hung her head low to avoid thinking about her situation as the car began its journey.

“Don’t think of escaping because it’s just me, a female like you”

“We were not…” she was intimidated by the stare she shot at her.

“Just look behind you, I’m not alone!” She repeated.

Maliya was shocked to see how many other cars were behind them and she suddenly starts to tremble again.

“It’s fine,” Reese said to her.

~~~

“To be quite honest with you, she’s worth the type that catches a man's attention, just look at that perfectly curved face” the whisper of a familiar voice.

“You as a lady is saying this, you don’t even know how speechless I am” another retorted.

“Since when has the boss liked and wanted to become a topic for you!!” Shea yelled angrily at her subordinates whom she asked to watch over Maliya and Reese who has slept off under the strong incense used on them.

“We are so sorry”

“You, carry the other lady, I’ll carry her,” Shea said, sending the man away as his attention was currently not needed.

She carried Maliya as if she carried a bowl. She already noticed the way she was slowly shrugging like she was about to wake up but still didn’t stop until they got to the living room of the Grey’s Mansion.

“Oh my goodness!” Maliya shrieked in disbelief as she jumped down.

“You’re not allowed to scream here”

She was quick to understand that they might have arrived so she just kept quiet.

“Come with me to meet Him” she nodded her head and followed behind her.

Her eyes were wandering all around the whole place, in terms of exquisite and exotic, this place was way better than her father’s house.

She almost bumped into Shea as they got to the front door of the conference room, what they were doing here was clear to neither of them.

“Come in” A husky voice it was.

The door sprawled open for them but she was the only one who walked in.

A built body back was facing her while she just stood to watch what would transpire.

“God!, everything is just happening so fast!” She thought to herself.

“Because of you, my to-do list last night was postponed” she was trying to figure out where she heard that from.

“Welcome, Princess!”