11 Chapter 11:Maximus!

(It's me. I'm the one that brought pain to your life.

Yes it's me I made you cry. I'm the one that ripped your heart into pieces. I'm not good for you and yet I still have the urge to break you more. But the thing is love you~OM)

Darkness followed him. He walked gracefully to the black throne. His presence just gave me an unsettling feeling. Ten guards followed him and surrounded him while he set on the throne. He looked like an emperor or some sort of royal highness. Everyone bowed down their heads when he walked in. He seemed highly respected and feared. He sat there on the other side of the table facing me. He stared at me and gave a creepy smirk. He took off his shades and said "my personal artwork."

My first thought is what is he trying to say.

This man looked at me straight in the eye and I saw a male version of myself. The resemblance was so astonishing I couldn't believe what I saw in front of me. He looked like my late father whom I can't bury now because I'm kidnapped.

"You look just like your promiscuous mother". Wait what? Did he just call my mother a slut! I mean yes she's annoying but she gave birth to me and I love her.

"Your eyes my love ,dark like the midnight sky. You skin glows like the first time I laid my eyes on her. She was the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on. Now I despise the thought of her"

"How do you know my mother?" I asked

"Kaitlyn(my mother's name) was my first love. I've never loved anyone the way I loved Kaitlyn. Now I loathe her."

"Why do you hate her so much?"

He elegantly stood up from his sovereign power (throne) and walked unswervingly towards me. He wore a black cape that complimented his well altered suit and his peculiar personality which definitely frightens me a lot.

"Oh my fine Art! Your worthless mother betrayed me. I loved her so dearly and she showed me how evil she can be"

I saw the most scariest man become vulnerable right in front of me. He was starting to be teary and the most disturbing part was how much he looked like me. My dad was the only child and he never really talked about his family because they had a lot of conflict. Maybe he is my dads cousin or distant relative ,but why does he look so much like me and my dad.

He walked to me and made me stand up.

"Follow me and don't think about running away or anything or you will die.

I hesitantly stood up and walked behind him and behind me there were armed guards.

"You have a lovely home" I said that hoping to flatter him so that he wouldn't kill me.

"I know" he replied.

While we were walking he paused in front of this huge door. It was locked. He told me to stand back and the door scanned his eyes and it automatically opened itself. Before us there was a huge room filled with paintings pictures and portraits of a girl or a young lady. Judging from her appearance it looked as if she was from the 90's. She was so beautiful and looked like one of those famous people (Maryln Manroe). But she looked so familiar. Then it hit me this is my mother when she was young.She looked so different and happy.

"This my dear is your mother. She was a model and I met her at a shoot one day. She looked so beautiful I couldn't remove my eyes from her. She looked so innocent and precious that i desired her for myself. I think she noticed me staring at her and asked me who my name is. I was directing a movie at that time and a friend of mine was doing some shoots with models for a cover. I asked him to take over the shoot and all I could focus on was her. Her perfectly defined body made all the clothing on her look good. She was beautiful yes, but she had this feisty character in her that I loved and it kept me on feet. Then..."

His face was all angry like it was filled with so much hatred and hostility.

"Then I decided to introduce her to my twin brother whom you call your father today. But I killed him". He chuckled.

At that moment I didn't know if I should be angry or sad.

"Your dearest mother had an affair with my brother and got pregnant but the baby was mine and he raised my own flesh and blood. I will never forgive them for that. I will forever be aggrieved.

This scary man is my biological father. He was full of hatred and resentment towards my alleged parents. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Tears started pouring down my face. I couldn't help but weep.

"My name is Maximus and I am your father. I did not raise you so I cannot say I have any love for you. Therefore I will torture you and send the images and videos of me torturing you to your mother. I am deeply sorry that you have to suffer for your mother's sins. Goodbye my fine Art. ....