CHAPTER 116

"GET INTO THE CAR NOW!!!!" Drake's voice turned hoarse as he pushed me into the car.

I tried to resist as he dragged me down from the room but it was futile. He was far too powerful for me and I wondered if he works out or he uses drugs.

"Leave me!!" I pushed him away and fortunately freed myself. I couldn't leave. I had to make sure I don't leave. How could I?

I was on the phone with Lauren and that meant she was coming this way to save me with the entire police force. I couldnt leave or they'd miss me.

"Eleanor.....don't fight with me!" he warned but I stood my ground looking at him.

"I will not if you do not order me around. I will not be coming in the car with you....." I replied sternly, like a brazen serpent. I was firm in my decision and I was going to make him understand that.

"You're such a psycho.....what the hell is wrong with you...?? You kidnapped me!!!" I squealed and he only wore a smirk across his dirty handsome face.

"Yes I kidnapped you and am going to make you mine.....Adam sure thought he was up against me but now I'll make him understand who's who....." his voice, harsh and cruel echoed all over the place making me shiver in my shoes.

I took a few steps back the moment he leaped down from the boulder, still screaming from me to get into the car.

Why was he insisting? Where was he planning on taking me???

His voice was beginning to crack and sound more desperate than usual becoming nothing but an inaudible chattering as perceived by my ears.

All around him, his men were also like roaring animals, screaming as though they wanted to have me for dinner.

It was night! And he wanted me to get into the car?? To where???

I stared at him and found him starring back at me. Fear all over me in form of goosebumps making me all jittery and almost peeing in my pants.

Then, his last speech echoed all over my head making me feel even more frightened of him than ever before.

'Adam sure thought he was up against me but I'll show him who's who...'

"Oh No..." I cried and backed away from him. "It's you...it was you.....you're the one that has been sending me these.... disgusting things threatening me to leave...." I immediately stopped and grabbed my mouth. The next realisation was much worst than before and I knew I was done for if Lauren won't get here on time.

"You're the one that killed Angela Juan...." I cried as though she was my sister. "Why Drake....why would you do that???"

"Did Jeannine tell you this???" he asked angrily. The look on his face was no different from that of a thirsty blood sucking vampire.

"No....Ugh...so she's also involved.....I knew it! I knew there was something about that stupid face of hers.....I knew it...she was definitely hiding something and....oh my Goodness....." I rubbed my forehead in disbelief.

All this was just happening in a rush and I couldn't understand what was going on anymore. Jeannine was a murderer and I was going to expose her for it. She was such a femme fatale hiding in the pretense of a cute smile on a billboard.

I knew she was terrible right from the first moment I met her but she was much worst than I thought...a killer!!

I was scared to even think of it. I sat down and buried my face on my lap, crying over my lost life. Now that I was in Drake's clutches, there was no hope of me ever going out again. I was going to be harassed like Angela and my body was going to be dumped in the river given to the sharks as a delicious new years eve present.

My word....when did my perfect life get to this??

"Hey...don't worry....." his voice, now calm, tried to pacify me and make be believe in everything he was saying. He had his hand on my shoulder and instead of warmth, it was colder than that of a frostgiant.

Realising who it was, I pushed his hand off and got up on my feet the next second like a soldier in battle.

"Don't touch me.....Get away from me you're a murderer!!!! Are you crazy....?? Yes....you are crazy. Did you really think I'd leave Adam even for a second????" I asked and laughed at his silliness. "I'd rather die than to actually be with you!!!!"

I could see how much my words hurt him and it made me happy to see that.

"Love?? Do you even know what that word means??? This isn't love.....this is torture and obsession....You don't love me an ounce ..."

"You dare make a mockery out of my love for you?? Eleanor....I picked you as the actress to star by my side in the movie Rustom. I chose you instead of her...I even got a restraining order against that bitch who abused you. I went as far as halting the movie productions for a month. A month!!! Do you know how expensive that was??? I served a lot of losses but you never showed any appreciation. You only went off with your boyfriend to Peru and then you back out of the movie last minute!!!! Do you think I won't get mad????" he asked and I realised I'd really done something wrong.

I knew I owed him an apology for it but it didn't justify his current actions. How could he do this to me? He broke the law. He went as far as kidnapping me! That was an extreme and it wasn't acceptable.

"I understand I was wrong but you're much worst!!!!" I turned around to leave but he grabbed my hand which I immediately tossed away.

"Keep your hands to yourself.....!!" I ran into the house with him pursuing me, asking me not to go there. Where?? I thought.

I looked at the staircase and noticed a door behind it. That was where I had to go.

Why was he constantly saying I shouldn't go there??

I looked behind me and realised he was closer than I thought. I went into the room and banged the door, locking the door behind me.

Immediately, the lights turned on and an audio began broadcasting behind me. I turned around only to find a TV on with what seemed like a video playing.

"Drake Anderson.....Barbaric necrophiliac. Left with alcoholic mother who regularly abused him. The cruelty he received from his mother extends to a particular kind of mental torture.

He killed his own mother....and fled. He was locked up for 15 years but his father involved money in the case and he got released. Due to this, inability to handle reality along with a lack of remorse, he went on doing just about what he wanted with money. His mother's abuse led him to a great abusive man and I'd rank him high on the scale of evil. He's a terrible psychopath. He killed his victims without an inch of guilt. He could do whatever he wanted and didn't see anything wrong with it. He sparrows out of control and with the snap of his fingers, he can kill you....stay away from him..."

My knees weakened and I fell to the ground. I had lost the will to summon tears anymore and they just flowed freely down my cheeks.

I looked back at the screen and saw this girl who was narrating this whole story.

She seemed scared and frightened as she was recording all this. Who was she??

I got up and looked at her face in the TV. I knew I'd met her somewhere before....

Yes.....it was her.....her face might have been disfigured but it was her!

Angela Juan!

So this is why he killed her. She found out his dark secrets and he didn't want them leaked into the world.

"Eleanor,!!! You'd better open the door right this minute....or you'll be sorry!!!"

"I'd rather be sorry....." I whispered to myself as I crawled into a corner. I really would rather be sorry.