Dirty And Dangerous Obsession

MONALISA P. O. V

“Thank you, Peter! Thank you.” I eagerly embraced him, even though he didn’t reciprocate. But that didn’t matter to me right now, all that mattered was that he agreed to help me.

He rolled his eyes and let out a soft sigh before he began speaking, and I listened attentively. “You will do as I say. Follow all my instructions, okay? Firstly, you have to hide in the trunk of my car—–”

“What?” I exclaimed in disagreement. How can I hide in the car trunk when I don’t know how long he will drive? I don’t want to suffocate in there.

“Can you let me finish?” He glared at me, causing me to close my mouth and gesture for him to continue. “The reason is because there is a hidden camera positioned at the gate entrance. It captures every face or car that passes through the gate. So if you hide in the car trunk, the camera will only capture my face and that will allow us entrance to the main basement where he is hiding the lady you’re looking for.” He concluded, giving me a facial expression to see if I agreed to his plan.

I sighed, realizing I didn’t have much of a choice. I would do anything for Cardy. “How far will you drive?” I asked. “Can’t we wait until we are two streets away from his basement? Then I can hide under the car seat. That way, they won’t notice anything.” I suggested an alternative option instead of his own.

“Just a two-hour drive. And as for your second question? It’s too risky. So stick to my plan.”

Without giving it much thought, I got out of the car and noticed that the rain had stopped. Everything was calm, and there wasn’t a single person in sight. “Please drive faster. I don’t want to suffocate in there.” I said and ran behind the car, opening the trunk and quickly getting inside before darkness engulfed everything as he closed the trunk and sped off.

I curled up like a scared kitten, lost in my thoughts. What if Doven told Derek about my whereabouts? No, he doesn’t seem like a gossip, but what if he was pressured to speak up? I checked my phone to see if I had any missed calls from him. But I got none. I wondered how Idris was doing. I hoped he was okay and had eaten. I know he would be overjoyed to see his Momma again.

After what felt like an incredibly long time, I realized the car had come to a stop, and I immediately assumed we had arrived at our destination.

“What’s going on, man!” I heard a deep male voice greet Peter. Peter’s responses were confident and relaxed, which didn’t make it suspicious

After a few minutes, Peter began driving again, and my phone rang loudly. Glancing at the caller ID, I saw that it was Derek calling. Why is he calling me at this moment? I attempted to decline the call, but he continued to call.

Suddenly, Peter abruptly halted his car, causing my ear to perk up anxiously, listening intently.

“Peter, please exit your vehicle,” I heard that deep voice once again, and I could feel my heart pounding in my ears as I pressed my phone against my chest in an attempt to muffle its volume.

“Could you open your car trunk? I can hear a noise emanating from there,” he requested. Immediately, I realized I had inadvertently caused trouble for myself.

“There is no–”

“Let me check,” his deep voice interrupted Peter, persisting.

I began to hear footsteps approaching the car trunk where I was hiding, and I silently prayed not to be discovered, hoping for a miracle to occur.

Suddenly, another phone rang loudly, causing everyone to stop. I wondered why, but I continued praying.

“It was actually my phone in the back seat. You thought it was coming from the trunk,” Peter chuckled, explaining the situation.

“Okay, sorry about that,” the person with the thick voice apologized. After a few minutes, the car started moving again.

“Phew!” I let out a sigh of relief. My prayers had worked, as I had almost been caught. It was my own fault for not turning off my phone earlier after calling Doven. I had forgotten because I was expecting his calls.

The car stopped once more, and Peter got out to open the trunk for me. I carefully exited the car, with Peter holding my hand to help me down.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

I have a message for Dominic. However, I will attempt to distract him in order to prompt him to leave the room. At that point, you can enter quickly and rescue her, alright?”

I nodded in agreement, my eyes scanning the surroundings. The entire area was dimly lit, but certain sections of the building still had electricity, casting a bright glow. He started walking away, and I followed closely behind. We proceeded through a black door, which led to a narrow pathway, and descended a flight of stairs into the underground. The air was heavy with the scent of blood, indicating that this was a slaughterhouse. Suddenly, we halted upon reaching another black door.

He turned to me and instructed, “Stay here while I go inside. Hide beneath the stairs to avoid being spotted by anyone. As soon as you see us emerge, enter swiftly and save her, understood? Just remember not to take too long. You’re aware of how easily Dominic gets agitated.” With that, he pushed the door open and confidently entered.

After a long wait, Peter emerged with the devil. I felt an overwhelming anger, like a burning flame ready to consume him.

As soon as they disappeared, I rushed inside. What I saw shattered my heart into pieces. I was paralyzed with grief, unable to move as tears streamed down my face.

She weakly raised her bloody face that was beyond recognition and she stared in my direction. Both hands were bound behind her back against the hard metal chair. She was drenched in her blood because her skin was covered with several bruises and scrapes. Blood was oozing so massively from her body. She tried to speak but words failed her, and she weakly bowed her head.

I found myself rushing towards her and knelt down in front of her. I held her injured face in my hands and gently shook it. “Candy, can you hear me? Candy, please open your eyes, it’s me.” I cried and embraced her, holding her tightly. “I will bring you back to your son. He’s waiting for you.” I sobbed on her shoulder.

Upon hearing about her son, she abruptly opened her eyes, tears streaming down her face, and stared intensely into my eyes. “You shouldn’t be here. Dominic is dangerous! Leave immediately, we can’t both die here. Just go!” She screamed, shaking her head vigorously, her body trembling with fear. I could clearly see it in her eyes.

I disagreed, shaking my head. “We’re both getting out of here alive. No one is dying,” I said firmly.

She started crying, her shoulders shaking. “Then why did you come here alone? You should have involved Mob Derek. Please call him now.”

I shook my head again, knowing it wouldn’t make a difference to call him. I didn’t want to involve anyone else in our problem. I was confident that we could escape if I could just find the key to unlock the handcuffs binding her to the metal chair. Ignoring her pleas, I stood up and began searching everywhere for the key.

What are you looking for?” she asked, furrowing her brows.

“I’m looking for the key to unlock the cain,” I replied, continuing to search.

She sighed softly and pointed, “The key is hung up there.” I followed her gaze and saw it hanging on the wall. “It’s among the bunch of keys,” she added.

I hurried over to the only table in the room and pushed it against the wall. Climbing on top, I tried to jump and reach the keys with my hand. Unfortunately, I missed my step and twisted my ankle, letting out a painful moan. I quickly massaged my ankle.

“Sorry,” Candy muttered. I nodded and got up from the floor, jumping back onto the table. After several attempts, the keys finally fell to the ground on my last try.

I picked it up and hurried back to Candy, immediately testing each key one by one. “Joanne, please hurry. If Dominic catches us, we’re in big trouble!” She exclaimed anxiously.

I attempted nearly six keys, but none of them seemed to be the right fit. “Are you certain the correct key is here?” I inquired, feeling frustrated after trying the tenth one without success.

She nodded, saying, “After his men tied me to this chair, I saw him hang the key on the wall.” She explained.

I took a deep breath and continued trying the keys. After some time, I finally found the correct one and swiftly unlocked her. She jumped up as if she had been sitting on hot coals and weakly leaned against me. “Let’s get out of here before he returns.” I suggested, ready to lead the way. However, Candy stopped me and informed me about a secret passage she knew of.

As soon as we started walking, a gunshot suddenly rang out, causing both of us to collapse in agony.