Chapter 80: Chapter 80
Chapter 80
Once again, I blacked out from exhaustion and fatigue, and when I woke up, Rollo was nowhere to be seen. The room I was lying in wasn't the same as before, and I sensed the presence of someone else in the room, which immediately put me on edge.
The silence heightened my senses, and the room was dimly lit with only a faint glow from the bedside lamp. I could see the figure sitting in a chair, but due to the insufficient light, I couldn't make out the details.
I was about to speak when a familiar voice, so familiar that it sent shivers down my spine, spoke up. Enzo approached me, staring at me for a long moment before finally speaking, "Are you awake? How do you feel? Any hurt?"
He wanted to reach out to me, but I immediately recoiled, and his hand hung in the air, but he didn't retract it. Instead, he forcefully grabbed my chin, making me face him.
"Flora, look at me," Enzo said, his voice and gaze tender and gentle, but his actions were the complete opposite. My chin was being squeezed so tightly that it hurt, but I refused to cry out in pain.
"Let go of me," I glared at him, realizing that the more scared I appeared, the easier it was for him to control me. My attempts to resist only made Enzo's grip tighter and the smile on his face sent shivers down my spine.
He finally released his grip when I stopped struggling, but he pulled me closer, forcing me to lean against his chest. My body was trembling from the effects of the drugs, and I had no strength to resist, so I reluctantly complied.
"What do you want from me?" I said helplessly, feeling a deep sense of loathing at being so close to him.
Enzo didn't say anything but picked up a remote control and pressed a button. A second later, a large, ultra-thin TV screen descended from the ceiling. It was only then that Enzo spoke again, "I really want you to see this. Maybe after watching it, you'll change your mind."
"Don't dream that I'll change my mind to be with you!" I snapped angrily. If I had even a bit of strength left, I would have pushed him away and fled.
However, in the face of my anger, Enzo merely chuckled and said, "I like your thoughts, but that doesn't mean I'll let you decide. It'll be quick, and I'll make you change."
I seethed with anger, clenching my teeth. His words were an attempt to control me while pretending to care and respect my decisions.
The large screen lit up, and it displayed a video that seemed chaotic, unlike a regular movie. The video started with a deserted forest scene and an abandoned house, and I couldn't understand what Enzo wanted me to see.
"What do you want me to watch—?" I didn't finish my sentence before the TV emitted a horrifying scream of a girl [AAAAAAAAAAAAA...].
At that moment, the camera focused on a girl with long, slender legs, her head covered by a black bag, so I couldn't identify her. But from her appearance, it was clear that she was a beautiful girl who had been kidnapped. I wasn't particularly surprised, thinking it was a horror movie Enzo wanted me to watch. However, when a man approached the girl and snatched the black bag off her head, what I saw was more horrifying than any horror movie. The girl was tied to a chair, and right in front of the camera was Rika.
"Rika? Why... Rika... what's happening? What exactly are you trying to show me?" Despite my weakness, I still tried to shout at Enzo for an explanation. By this point, even a child could understand that something was going on, and I wasn't a fool either. The video was being played on the large screen in front of me, and it was clear that Enzo wanted me to witness Rika's gruesome fate.
Enzo tightened his grip on my shoulder, preventing me from backing away. He grinned while looking at the big screen and said, "I thought you had forgotten about this bitch. I was even planning to remind you of her name. Look closely; I want you to see how I'm punishing the one who ruined our happiness."
"You're talking nonsense..." I shivered, not due to the effects of the drug but because of the fear that this man's words instilled. He spoke so calmly.
Rika was in a state of panic and fear, trembling all over. Her tears were causing her makeup and mascara to smudge. Her frantic eyes scanned the room before locking onto the camera in front of her.
I didn't know who else was in that room besides Rika and the man standing beside her, but I was certain there were more people than I could see.
[Speak, say what needs to be said.] A low, hoarse voice with a cold and menacing tone demanded. I recognized this voice as 'Enzo''s, but he must have been behind the camera, as he didn't appear on the screen.
Rika was startled and horrified and looked towards the source of the voice, but her fear seemed to paralyze her, and she couldn't utter a word.
[Hurry up and speak.] 'Enzo''s patience was starting to wear thin, and he sounded angry.
Rika, now even more frightened, finally looked into the camera and whispered, but before she could say a word, the man beside her slapped her hard across the face, causing a trickle of blood to escape from the corner of her mouth. I gasped in shock at the violent scene.
The once proud, beautiful, and arrogant Rika was now pitiful and pathetic.
The slap made Rika even more terrified, and she no longer dared to hesitate. She stammered, [Flora, Mr. Enzo and I have absolutely no relationship. It's all made up by me. That night... it was the same. We have nothing to do with each other. It was all just a play... just to irritate you. I deluded myself into thinking I could become Mr. Enzo's wife and become Mrs. Robert...]
Rika spoke quickly, as if afraid of being slapped again, but it seemed 'Enzo' was not satisfied. He coldly said, [You dare to address my wife so casually?] His words, though in a video, sent a chill down my spine.
The man beside Rika slapped her once more, and she cried out in desperation, [I was wrong, I was wrong, Mrs... I was wrong... It was my imagination... I was wrong... It's all my fault... AAAAAA... I was wrong... Please forgive me... I was wrong... Please, forgive me...]
Through the screen, I could see Rika's despair as she begged me for mercy, and I could feel her desperation and helplessness. Unintentionally, tears streamed down my face.
Enzo gently wiped away my tears, his lips softly touching the corner of my eye as he consoled, "Why are you crying? Don't cry; the interesting part is still later."
At this point, 'Enzo's' voice came from the screen, [So, you now acknowledge your guilt, don't you?]
Rika nodded vigorously and said, "[I know I was wrong, I truly know I was wrong. It's because of my foolish delusions that made you and Mrs. Flora so angry. I was wrong, so wrong. You can make me do anything, please forgive me.]"
In Rika's eyes and her earnest, pleading words, she simply wanted to live. But... she was already dead... this was just a video recording of that horrifying incident.
[Bring the protective gear here.] 'Enzo' spoke up. Then there was a series of sounds, like someone putting on and arranging protective clothing in the room.
'Enzo' only appeared in front of the camera now, he was smiling, looking straight into the lens as if he really wanted to see someone behind it. 'Enzo' was now wearing white protective clothing, as if preparing to avoid getting dirty.
I don't know why, but I shuddered intensely when I saw 'Enzo' in that outfit as if I had predicted the terrible thing that was about to happen.
In addition to 'Enzo,' there were several others in protective gear arranging the room, sticking paper on the walls and covering the floor with some kind of fabric or plastic. After everything was set up, a man whose face I couldn't see approached and handed 'Enzo' a sharp instrument. 'Enzo' accepted it and then looked into the lens again.
This time, he wasn't speaking to Rika or anyone else; it was as if he was speaking to me. [You see, I've never cheated you. I've only been with you. My body belongs entirely to you. It's because of her delusion that she destroyed our happiness, but don't worry. I'll punish her, and it won't make you angry.]
'Enzo's' words were gentle, soft, and self-deprecating. But I only felt a chilling fear; these weren't the words of a human, but the words of a demon.
'Enzo' approached Rika, who was bound to a chair. Rika's gaze, as she looked at 'Enzo,' was no longer as seductive and alluring as it used to be. Instead, it was sheer terror, as if she were looking at a demon in hell.
My emotions seemed to merge with Rika's, and I cried out in panic, grabbing Enzo's collar, "STOP, PLEASE, STOP... AAAAAAAA... I DON'T WANT TO SEE... I DON'T WANT TO SEE... TURN IT OFF... TURN IT OFF..." I clutched my head, sobbing uncontrollably. At that moment, I couldn't rationalize that this was just a video. It was too horrifying, the image of Rika's gruesome death was vividly imprinted in my mind, as if etched into every cell.
Instead of letting me go, Enzo held me tightly, forcing me to look at what happened next. He chuckled with delight as he watched this horrifying video again.
"You can't escape, Flora, you have to watch, you have to watch the one who dared to destroy our happiness suffer. This is how she must be punished."
"AAAAAAAAAAA... I don't want... I beg you... please... stop... turn it off... I'm going to die... I beg you... Enzo... stop..." I said through tears, forced to witness the horrifying things that 'Enzo' was doing, things that were beyond what a human could do.
At this point, I was like a person who had lost their mind, screaming and wanting to escape, not wanting to see those gruesome and horrifying scenes anymore... my entire body was trembling violently, drenched in cold sweat.
The last thing I saw before I passed out from shock was Rika's lifeless eyes staring straight into the lens as if looking through the camera, seeing me. The vacant gaze of the dead.