CHAPTER 22
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It has been few days that had passed, and the master never tried to call for my presence again. I never wish to attempt going inside his room again either. Leandro was considerate about the situation ever since I rejected talking to him when he tried asking about it. He never asked anything about it ever again.
Leandro just often calls me after his master dines. And that has been a constant routine of mine after that incident inside the master's room. Like I always have to prevent the chance for our path to meet while inside this household.
Until one time when I finally confronted Leandro who is currently overseeing the maids in charge of cleaning my bathroom. this time, I can no longer help myself from asking, "Leandro, is there a way you could actually ask your master if I can just go home?" which has been something I should have asked long before.
The question somehow surprised him as seen visibly from the way his eyes grew a bit wide and lips that seemed to be frozen flat before he could even manage to answer me back. "Miss Emalia, I don't think my master will be pleased to know that his favored guest is feeling less comfortable in his abode."
I clench my fist hearing the word favored guest again. It only makes me stupid hearing that word from them to beautify the picture of me being caged here as a captive. "Leandro, don't take me as a dimwit one to not even have the slightest idea that you have been keeping me here as a captive more than your so-called favored guest," I told him.
"You got it completely wrong, Miss Emalia." He still tried to defend their lies.
"I am not a fool, Leandro."
"Whoever said you were?"
"No one, but you all here are making me look like one. So I want you to stop this nonsense and let me just go home."
"Miss Emalia—"
"If I am truly a favored guest, then you should be allowing me to go home!" my voice this time is beginning to raise with a tremble. I'm not the type who's really good at argumentations therefore, I am not certain how long can I last from this one with Leandro.
"But miss Emalia, I am not the one to decide in allowing your request."
"Then who, your master? Why? Why are you even letting him do this? This is even against the law! You are kidnapping me illegally and you all are an instrument to this crime. Please, if you let me go, I swear I won't report it to the authorities. Just let me please go home." And soon, the tears began to burst out of my eyes again. I guess the real fragile side of mine has fully shattered to pieces. I can't hold back the emotions that I have been long concealing inside my chest. I have been staying in this place for quite a long while with no information about what has happened to my family and friends back home.
"I'm sorry, miss Emalia," Leandro said trying to take my hand to raise me but I slap his hands away to refuse any more of his help. I really despise all of them, all the more this time as I know they will never really let me go.
"I want to go home, Leandro! Tell your master that I want to go home! I'd rather starve myself to death than to live in this forsaken place with the likes of each one of you!" I have nothing worst left to say than this. I wish to come up with more brutal words but I don't think it will even hit them within anyway. Looks like they're already used to it since their master is so much for a cussing machine.
"You are not leaving this place, woman!" and then that voice came in behind my ears. It wasn't the voice I wish to hear now but apparently, it looks like I can no longer escape it either. And so, I collected myself to face him.
What is he even doing here? I thought he said he doesn't want to see me? And now he has come here thinking so highly of himself while entering my room, to what? Is it to scare me again? Just like he often does?
He really has no shame left in his nerves! With so much rage boiling up my veins, I can't help but tell him, "I want to go home. Let me go." I was so firm saying it, that I felt like all the emotions I have been wanting to vent out have finally resurfaced to provide me so much courage to face him this way.
He took a few steps closer while his oceanic-blue eyes were darted towards my direction. His eyes were looking too deep and soulless. The way he looks at me was even more horrifying as it was like he wanted to ceased me by my neck and deprive me of air to breathe.
But what he did was he cupped my whole jaw and raise it enough for our eyes to meet, "You can't leave just yet Woman." he said. Even his voice was too deep that the moment you hear it feels as though you're being chased down by death.
I shook my head a bit to help myself withdraw from his grip. And as soon as I am freed, I instantly took the opportunity to make my protest, "And why not? you have no right to keep me here as your hostage!"
He scoffs, "Woman, you have the key to something that was supposed to be mine. You can't leave this place until I could retrieve it back." he said back, pushing me away to walk past through me and see Leandro. Then he told him, "I'm moving to see the Caldera tomorrow, Leandro. Make all the necessary preparations."
And before he could even fully exit, "Oh and if she ever escapes, you are all dead." leaving me and the rest of us inside the room with his ferocious glare that would instantly send anyone who sees it in their worst nightmares.
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