Devouring love (15 page)

Melody

I felt it again and I could see in his eyes that it wasn't only me whose body was acting strange when we touch each other. What was happening? Why was my body having that funny feeling when he touches me?

I leaned back in the car. My bodyguards were sitting in the front. Their eagle eyes were studying every person, every building, every corner, every thing... They had strict orders from Merdian. He wasn't joking when it was related with my safety. He threatened to kill them himself if something happens to me.

And if not the meeting with important angels, he would have come with me. I was glad that he couldn't come this time. I really wanted to meet Caspar alone and talk with him a little.

That desire to be his friend wasn't just an act. I really hoped that he could be my friend. He didn't seem to be a very old person. Plus, he looked like he was a smart guy who could teach me a lot of interesting things.

I put my hands on my lap and stared at them for some minutes. Then, I turned my eyes at the window. I could see a lot of people walking down the street, minding only about their own things which sooner or later be not important to them.

I wanted to ask the angels to stop the car and let me wonder around the city, but I knew their answer. NO. They had heard about the accident in the hospital, although it was tried to hide. At least it worked with people. They didn't know anything about that night there. But with angels...that was another story.

The car turned left and soon we were leaving the city and coming closer to the Spring family's home. But before the building could spring in front of us, we needed to drive through the forest in which I used to spend a lot of time with Merdian.

I enjoyed seeing trees with green leaves and hearing birds singing. It was a really lovely day today. I was sad that the rest of it I would have to spend in the building until Merdian comes back and be next to me.

I sneered at that and crossed my arms over my chest. It was really stupid. I couldn't even leave the building if someone wasn't with me, although there were many guards walking around the building and making sure that everyone could be safe.

Suddenly a loud blast touched my ears and the car started dancing on the street: left, right, left right... I didn't even have time to panic, because the car was soon not moving. How it appeared, the wheel had burst. How ironic, about four kilometers were left and here we were with a burst wheel.

“Are you okay, Miss?” one of the angels asked me.

“Yes, I am okay,“ I said in a bored tone.

“Stay in the car. We will soon change the wheel,” he informed me and got out from the car.

I only rolled my eyes at that.

I noticed there was a magazine in the car and took it. There wasn't anything to do so I just tried to understand what had happened during those two years in this world. I didn't read it for long, because there was nothing to read. There were many pictures about naked, drinking or doing something inappropriate celebrities. Nothing interesting and valuable to know.

I glanced through the window, wanting to see what my body guards were doing. They both were taking a spare wheel from the trunk and taking it to the burst one. Nothing interesting.

I closed my eyes and tried to take a short nap. Five minutes...still trying to sleep. More minutes...and a quiet scream reached me. I opened my eyes and looked through the window to see what was happening. But I didn't even have a chance to see, because someone opened the car door and got inside. That someone turned the car on and we were shooting forward. But before that we turned around.

A bad feeling crossed my body and I pulled to the door. But that someone had a hint that I would do that and locked all the doors. I was trapped with the person who did something to my guards.

“Who are you?” I asked panicked.

“Try to guess, my angel.”

I didn't need to guest, because I knew now who was with me. Marcus. Why was he here? What did he want from me? Money? Okay, I could give him money that he could leave me alone.

“Stop the car,” I asked in a trembling voice.

“Do you really want me to do that?”

“Yes,” I said without any doubt. “Stop the car and leave me alone.”

He lifted his right hand and moved his finger to left and right how mothers liked to do telling their children that they had done something bad.

“I can't leave you alone, because you own me. I hope you haven't forgotten that.”

I shook my head. No, hadn't forgotten that.

“What do you want from me?” I tried to be strong in his presence, although inside I wasn't. I was still the same shy Melody like I used to be before I had met him.

“That is the right question, my angel,” he turned that car into a small street and stopped the car there. No one could see us because of the trees which surrounded us, protecting us from the inquisitive glances. Not to mention, that those people could help me to escape that devil.

He opened the car door and got off. Them, he approached slowly my door and opened it. He waved his hand, asking me to leave the car and stand in front of him. I shook my head and moved to other side of the car, further from him.

He scowled at me. He wasn't glad that I didn't want to obey.

“We can do that in my way or in yours. Your choice,” he said politely. He was mocking at me or what?

I took a deep breath and moved closer to the opened door. I got out from the car reluctantly.

“Good girl,” Marcus said as he closed the door. “Did you miss me?” he asked as he touched my hair.

I frowned and took a step back from him.

“What do you want from me?” I repeated my question.

He destroyed the distance between us. This time he locked his hand around my arm, making sure that I won't walk from him again.

“We didn't end our conversation that night in your ward,” he said, looking straight to my eyes, making me uncomfortable in his presence. “Do you want to know what kind of deal we have made or have you already realized that?” his free hand found its way back to my hair and played with it.

“How much money do you want?” I asked. My body was trembling and it was really not because of that cold spring wind.

“Money?” he lifted his eyebrows up in surprise. “I don't need money. I have it myself.”

“So, what do you want?”

He leaned closer to me. No his hand wasn't playing with my hair. No. It was touching my back, forcing my body to relax. For my surprise, my body obeyed and soon I was relaxed and even enjoying his touch.

“See, you don't need to be afraid of me,” he whispered, touching my cheek with his warm lips. “I won't ever hurt you, my angel. Trust me on that,” and now his lips touched mine. I didn't want to kiss him, but the desire to feel something on my lips, defeated me and I kissed him back, feeling how warm filled my body. And what was stranger for me, I wanted more of that warmness. I wanted it to be in my body forever.

“So eager,” Marcus said when he broke our kiss. “But I promised to explain after I will kiss you. So, do you want to know about our deal?”

I nodded of course. He stole a kiss from me. Again. I really won't let him run away from me without giving me that stupid explanation.

“I am waiting,” I informed him.

He grinned.

“Well, the deal was to give you some time to find some answers to your questions. You had doubts about the wedding?” I frowned. “Yes, about the wedding. Your all life was planned for you and that forced to to question if others knew what really was best for you. What do you think, is Merdian what you needed?”

“Yes,” I said without missing a heartbeat. “What are you getting at?” I didn't understand.

“Well,” he said slowly,” you had to understand something if you are with me here, now. Could you feel when someone touching you during your sleep?”

I narrowed my eyes.

“No, you couldn't and that is the beauty of our deal, my pretty angel. You couldn't feel anything: coldness, warmness, pressure...nothing at all. But then, something had to touch you what woke up your body. You could feel his touch, his skin warm...”

“What do you want to tell me? That that person is what I want?”

He scowled and shook his head. He was angry at me even suggesting that.

“No, that doesn't mean he is the person who was created for you. It only means that he was the key to the lock. Nothing else.”

“I don't understand you,” I confessed.

He sighed and turned his head to the right. He had that dreamy mask on his face now.

“Mr. Offman is a good doctor, yes?” he didn't let me to reply. He just talked further. “He is smart and somehow knew how to help you. It's really strange knowing that the only thing which could you help you wasn't some kind of medicine or a touch.”

He didn't want to give me the answer. No. Marcus wanted me to realize it myself. Or maybe he was just teasing me, trying to find out how much time I would need to loose me temper.

“Please, just tell me what I should know,” I asked him.

The sound of sirens found its ways through the trees. We both turned your eyes to that direction, trying to see a car pulling to us. But right now it was only the sound, giving us a hint that soon there would be someone.

“Maybe next time, my pretty angel,” he said without hiding his disappointment that he had to leave me here. “I really would like to have more time with you, but all in good time, Melody.”

“What about your payment?” I asked when he turned on his heels and started moving away from me.

He stopped hearing my question.

“Don't worry about that,” he looked at me over his shoulder. A cunning smile was spreading on his face, forcing my body to shiver. “Soon you will pay me but until then, try to have some fun,” and he entered into the forest where soon he was hidden from my eyes by the trees. I was left alone.

Soon two cars stopped next to me. From them many angels burst out. One of them was Merdian. He pulled me into his embrace. My palms were on his chest, feeling how wild his heart was in his chest. He was scared that something bad might have happened to me.

“Melody,” he whispered into my hair and planted a lot of kisses on my face. I could see how worry on his face was replaced by relief. He was happy to see me safe and sound.

“I am okay,” I said and tried to smile. “Nothing bad have happened to me.”

But he didn't believe me. A few times he observed me from head to foot, only to convince himself that I was really okay, that no one dared to hurt me, his girl, his future wife.

“What happened?' he asked me.

This time I didn't know what I could tell him that he could leave me in peace. I couldn't just tell him that I couldn't see his face. It wasn't dark now. Also, I couldn't say that this was a totally different person...

“Are my body guards dead?” I asked, although I had already know the answer.

He nodded, confirming my suspicions.

“The same way like the men in the hospital,” he added.

Yes, I couldn't tell him for sure that the man who had kidnapped me was another person. No. This time I had to tell at least some parts of the truth, even though I didn't want him to say anything.

“It was a...devil,” I said in a small voice, hoping that maybe Merdian won't hear it. But he did. He always listened to me.

“Devil?” he sounded astonished. Why shouldn't he?

I nodded and gripped his shirt in my hands. I didn't want him to move away from me. Right now I needed him to be as closer to me as he could.

His arms around me tense. It wasn't only me who wanted just to be one thing. Merdian had the same desire. He pulled me even closer and one more time he kissed my hair.

“Calm down. Everything is okay. Nothing will hurt you,” and he pulled me to the black car. I didn't struggle; I obediently followed him and sat in the car which soon shot forward. All the way home Merdian didn't say anything, but his arms didn't leave my body, his lips were always hiding in my hair, whispering that nothing could hurt me.

You are wrong, I said in my thoughts. I didn't know much...to be honest, I didn't know anything about devils because no one actually talked about them, but something in my head whispered that Marcus would be a problem. A huge problem.

The car stopped and everyone got out from it. I quickly scanned the area. I noticed that many angels were walking around the perimeter with huge black like night dogs. Every single angel was holding a weapon in their hands. But it wasn't the only deadly thing with them. I saw many daggers around their legs and waist. It wasn't some kind of training for them. It was a serious thing.

I gasped and closed my eyes for one second. In my mind I begged that all this would be only a dream, but nothing had changed when I opened my eyes.

Right now I didn't know what was better: to be in bed or to be in alive again.

“Don't look,” Merdian touched my cheek. I turned to face him. His sad eyes locked with mine. He was worried about me, about his treasure. I didn't know what he really did all those two years, but the fact that it was a devil who take me, wasn't so shocking fact to him. At least he didn't seem surprise to hear that word.

I didn't give him any sign. I just walked with him inside, where Mr. Patrick Spring met us with his wife Livet
who
dashed to me.

“Poor thing,” she said.

“What happened?” Patrick demanded for an answer.

Merdian glanced at me and then to his father. All warmness disappeared from his face now. There was only coldness and seriousness.

“We have a problem, father,” he said in a formal tone, forcing my heart to pound faster in my chest. Something big was about to happened and I was fearing for the worse.

“That bad,” Patrick scowled and turned his penetrating gaze at me. My body shivered as I met his eyes.

Merdian nodded and squeezed my hand tighter with his. I broke my and Patrick's eyes contact and turned my face at Merdian. He wasn't looking at me. All of his attention was directed to his father.

“Who is he?” his voice was now sharper than the sharpest dagger. He was furious and didn't hide that. After all, someone dared to attack his family, attack the royalty family of the angels. That was the biggest insult which someone could give to Mr. Patrick Spring. That was unforgivable.