Chapter 47: Kidnapped
New day, new opportunities and new meetings for Marcus, he barely had a day to think about Diana or what happened recently. A week passed without them communicating and he knew it was time for him to move on, but how can he when it was only Diana he can think about. So he stalked her while having fun with random women.
It was normal for Marcus to have sex with random women on daily basis, and even though he may have halted for a while once Diana was in the picture but since now she wasn't in a good place with her, Marcus resumed his usual behavior. Women visited his house every night, ranging from supermodels, celebrities to congress women - Marcus wanted it all. He had sex everyday and after a week he began to feel the fatigue of constantly beating up his meat and Martin was worried about him.
One particular night, Marcus was naked with a supermodel from Barcelona who he just flew to New York just to have sex with her when he received a call - it was from Simon. Marcus stopped suddenly, he pulled his penis out of the woman's body and stood up.
"What is it? Come to bed..." The supermodel pleaded him, her eyes looked like she wasn't ready to be left alone, but Marcus didn't look back. He walked butt naked to the table where his phone was and picked it up.
The name "Little Brother" popped up but that's not what he expected. He thought it'll be Diana, this made him disappointed.
"Who is it?"
"Nobody. Just some leeche looking to feed off my food" he said. Then he looked back at the supermodel. "Damn this chick is hot, and beautiful. Why am I seeing this right now?" Marcus thought out loud with a smile on his lips.
Then he opened his wardrobe and took out a small packet of heroine, he tore it apart and sniffed all of it.
The supermodel was looking at him "What is that?" she asked curiously.
"Drugs"
"Cocaine?"
Marcus turned to her "You do cocaine?"
"Yeah..." she replied chuckling softly.
"What's your name?"
"Daya"
"Well Daya, this is heroine, stronger than cocaine... I can give it to you, do you want it?"
Daya nodded in such a flirty way and Marcus took out another packet and threw it to her - then he stood firmly watching her tearing out the packet and inhaling all of it. Still naked, Marcus walked back to bed and cuddled with Daya. He inhaled the aura of her soft and warm hair to the point he felt like he will be full just by inhaling the smell.
Marcus took a moment before he exhaled and asked "Do you believe in love Daya"
"Love?"
"Yes" replied Marcus and locked eyes with Daya.
"Love is a game, love is stupid, and love is a myth. I don't believe in love"
"You have never felt like you belong to a person? Perhaps it's the way they represent themselves to you that keeps you wanting more, is love worth killing someone?"
Daya was alarmed, yet she tried to keep a steady look and just listen to Marcus. "Love is worth every sacrifice, that's all I know" she said and Marcus agreed. They had sex again and again but all this time Marcus touched Daya and felt like it was Diana, that alone brought him comfort.
Simon grew anxious after several calls and he was ignored by Marcus. This fueled up his anger and decided to pay Diana a visit, only this time he meant no good and had evil thoughts inside his brain. It was 6pm, Diana had just come back from work and she was tired - Simon had been monitoring her schedule for over a week. In this new apartment, it was the sixth floor where Diana stayed and Simon knew it, hence he followed her to the elevator before it closed.
"Thank you... for holding the elevator for me" said Simon trying to be charming.
"You are welcome" replied Diana calmly, she was holding bags of chips and a soda, also a handbag on her shoulder - she definitely looked like she just had a long day.
Simon was waiting for a proper time to speak, and proper words to say just so he wouldn't frighten Diana. He looked at her from time to time while Diana remained silent, she knew that he was looking but she chose not to indulge.
"A lawyer?" Simon started to talk.
"No"
"Sure?"
Diana looked at Simon "What do you want? Did he send you to harass me?" she asked.
"What? Who?"
"Cut the bullshit! I'm not interested"
The elevator opened and Diana walked outside. "Wait..." Simon tried to get to Diana but she ignored him.
"What do you mean someone sent me? Are you in danger?"
"Please, leave me alone" said Diana opening the door to her apartment.
"I just... I..." Simon tried to speak but Diana slammed the door in front of him.
Simon felt defeated and perhaps that wasn't a good time for him to try and get Diana's attention. "Shit!" he cursed and just when he was about to walk away, Diana opened the door.
Diana sighed "You are still here?"
"I..." Simon was speechless and he stuttered.
"You don't have STDs, do you?"
"No"
"HIV?"
"Not even a chance"
"Well, get in then... I need something to put me to sleep" Diana pulled Simon by his shirt and placed her tongue inside his before she closed the door.
Diana had no idea that Simon was Marcus's brother, and if she did perhaps she would have felt a little bit shy or unease when she fucked his brains out. The aggressiveness of Diana was outstanding, she rode Simon's penis like a stallion in a race, her sex drives were high and she wanted to feel a man's touch inside her more than anything - yet all she moaned was Marcus's name. "Yes Marcus... Harder! Harder" she would tell Simon when he was spreading her thighs and digging deep.
Perhaps it was their genes, Diana felt no difference having sex with Simon - it did feel like Marcus all over again. The same energy, same moaning pleasure and even the same way he roared when he poured his seeds all over Diana's thighs - those few hours meant everything to Diana and when it was all done, she chased him off. "Get out of my apartment" she told Simon.
"What?"
"You heard me. Get the fuck out" Diana insisted.
"Whoa, whoa hold up a sec... I thought... I thought we were having fun"
"We were, now I need you to get the fuck out" she said again and this time she got out of the bed and grabbed her dress.
Simon stood up, he looked for his underwear and put it on. Then when he reached out for his trousers, that's when he took out his gun and pointed it straight to Diana. "Now put those hands where I can see em" he said. Diana was shocked and she quickly raised her hands up. "Good girl, now sit!" Simon ordered.
It all felt like a nightmare but Diana knew it was real, this man just had sex with her and now he was trying to kill her. She sat on the bed silently and Simon took her phone, then he switched it off and placed it inside the drawer. "Now, no one can know where you are. And trust me, we are going to have so much fun" he said.
Diana managed to grab a lamp and then she hit Simon with it, she went after the door but it was locked. Overwhelmed with fear, anxious and adrenaline rush Diana reached out for the keys, tried to open the door but Simon grabbed her before she could escape, then he closed the door again. When Simon turned back to Diana - he saw how scared she was, she was trembling and holding herself as if she was feeling cold.
One glance was enough for Simon to deliver a heavy punch which sent Diana down and broke her nose, she started to bleed. Simon bent down and held Diana by her hair "There! That's more like it... This will sure silence your bitchy attitude" he said breathing on her then tossed her aside and stood up walking towards the kitchen.
"My friends will find me. They will make your life a living hell" she said.
"I'm counting on it, I'm counting on it Diana Miller"
"Miller? You knew my husband?"
Simon scoffed "I laothed your husband. But the difference between my brother and I, is I just loathed Jacob but my brother decided to shoot him. He can be impulsive when he's not on his meds, or when he's jealous"
"Your brother? Who's your brother?" Diana asked and even though she was bleeding, she decided to put a straight face and ask that question.
Simon didn't reply, he made a few calls right there with Diana and when everything was settled, he picked up Diana and dragged her down the ground floor.