Chapter Four: Venomous Desire

Elizabeth brushes her right hand on the window of her room noticing the aftermath of the storm-raged that precipitating consecutively every afternoon three days ago, because of the altering weather. It's in the middle of the transition between winters to summer almost called spring. The season lasting from March to June north of the equator, and from September to December south of the equator, when the weather becomes warmer, leaves and plants grow again and flowers appear.

The heavy rain left a drizzly and murky soil texture all over the garden, filled with morning dews clinging into each shrub, flower, grass, and above all the trees' leaves. Lovely colourful butterflies together with the band of some honeybees hovering back and forth in each blooming flower like a contest in collecting nectar. The flowers bloomed with their─ lovely colours like: blue, purple, green, yellow and red.

In the middle of the garden, Elizabeth saunters unconsciously punting certain odd stuff. She lowers down her head and spots on at her foot edge a colour green pail wrapped with small immature rusts in each edge. She immediately picks it up and places it under in her left hand whilst she's advancing towards the garden. Perhaps, she would use the pail as a place for her temporarily without stressing its stalks.

Elizabeth always wears an addicting fragrance like a fresh wildflower from the garden. Her face dazzles like a white rose fully illuminates by the light of the sun. Some turns of surprises come to an enormous exposition to Elizabeth. Mr. Finnegan bomb shells her prudently by looping his arms to her, kissing her neck and cheeks whilst she's about-face to him and focusing on her task for the day. She rattles as the pail falling from her left hand into the grassy ground and twisting quickly her sight unto him.

From a distance, Enrico consumes rackingly upset with a sense of suspicion about he witnessed. His thought immensely forming his intuition. Something's not right. Let's see his true colour. All shall be revealed! That's his first thought about Finnegan's action which odd in his own understanding. For him, being watcher is not easy role. He should always keep his eyes on her whenever she goes. Thus, he's hiding at the back of a timeworn weeping willows tree covered by green bounty bushes and shrubs in its roots. A flash of clairvoyance dawning to his realisation about what he witnessed. His strange anxious feeling increased enormously. Perhaps he's thinking something elusive.

"Papa, stop it! You're killing me crazy ha-ha-ha stop, stop tickling me, father!" Elizabeth giggles.

"Come on, sweetheart. I'm your father. I just want you to be happy." he grinned, looping his arms to her.

"I'm not comfortable, Papa! It's a bit─ weird, sorry. I don't like─" she purrs and knitting her eyebrows.

"Hey? How's your stay here? Did you feel better? Did they obey you? What sort of lies have they corrupted you?" he gnashes and tunnels his eyes to her whilst fumbling her shoulders facing unto him. "Don't dare to accuse them, Papa!" she narrowed her eyes unto him and disfigured her lovely face with a frown. "I was only joking sweetie, please forgive me sweetheart." he sighs.

"It's, alright, Papa! I have to go." She frowns as acting to leave.

Beforehand, climbing, crawling, queuing, the ants secretly at Enrico's left hand and marching into the slit of his long sleeve. He lately feels it when it arrives at his biceps. He suddenly scurries upon a nibble of an ant to his hairy armpit. The thrived bunches of shrubs creak a suspicious sound and rattles him for a quick second whilst he reclining against the grass in the middle of his undercover mission. Oh, dear. I moved carelessly. He can catch me right now by eavesdropping. I must be prepared! His quick thought whilst in the middle of his hard situation.

The thrilling moment starts, Finnegan's head twisting and examining his sight in six o'clock position towards his direction. He scans his sight all over the place where Enrico hid covertly. Enrico feels the uncanny progress of incidents and the fast inclination of his body temperature that petrifying his numbing body. Enrico's hair strands down into the sole feet showering with interminable sweat and soaks him wet from his face into his legs. He keeps silent for bare moments and sensing his next move. By gracious heaven, a voice from somewhere loudly diffusing and saving him from danger.

"Mr. Finnegan! Everything is all set!" Rita shouted. The thrilling sensation eases from Enrico's pounding heart. He stays compose until he whispering a great relief. "Phew, thanks to you good Lord..."

Fortunately, Finnegan turns back on his way and walks towards Rita's position. Enrico patiently waiting until Finnegan vanishes from his sight. In a few seconds later, he gets off from his position and escaping from the garden. He's walking prudently, listening to his extremely pounding heartbeats. He marches in average speed towards the mansion and keeping his eye sharp for anyone he might encounter along his way. Upon arrival at the corridor, Mira pauses at the doorstep of the hallway, waiting for Enrico to get closer unto her until his inch away from her.

"Enrico lovely heaven, I found you! I have very urgent news─ hang on what happened to your─?" Mira scans her sight unto Enrico's dirty looks. "Oh, we must not talk here unless you would like to be caught by someone else." he panting and lifting his white dirty long sleeve by his right hand from being overheated.

"Right" she nodded.

"What's that so urgent, Mira?"

"It's a top-secret! It's about your business to Mrs. Clearwater" she whispers the last phrase.

"Oh! Well, come with me, let's talk about that." he persuades as they running cautiously into the basement where his room stationed. Looking side by side, they ran carefully so that no one would notice them. After another thrilling scene, Enrico locks the door and switches the lights on automatically.

"Whoa! My goodness─ that was close one..." he panted as hunching, clasping his thighs.

"Yeah, surely, no one chased us Enrico." she did likewise.

"So what's that so urgent Mira?" he locks his eyes to her sweating face.

"Mrs. Clearwater told me to tell you that─ oh, by the way, can we just sit first?" she requests as heading towards Enrico's bed.

Panting and catching each of them their breaths little by little in the limited air inside the room. It gave a smaller relief from smothering outside after their short metre dash running. Upon sitting on the bed, Mira snitches his right hand and locks her gaze into his eyes.

"How so lucky I am? Seeing your eyes of twilight, covered by your foggy lenses and touching your icy hands. You're the one who will protect us from the apocalypse of massive destruction." she smiles demurely. Mira's words of evincing astonishment puzzle his mind and petrifying his body. Both of them blush and feel their warming aura colliding into magnetism.

"You're our saviour. Mrs. Clearwater mentioned you to me." Mira insisted.

"Hang on! What are you up to? Remember! I'm just Miss Elizabeth's driver, ─her bodyguard. So, stop that madness Mira, you're fooling me around then." he frowned as he escaping his hands from hers.

"Hey, Mrs. Clearwater isn't lying!" she once more insisted as she standing up and caught Enrico's hand. Enrico turns his face unto her and startling by a mind-blowing kiss from Mira. Her warm, soft lips lands to his cheeks and stunning him at the moment.

"I like you, Enrico. Your eyes were like him. You're very much like him, Enrico─ indeed!" she smiles blushingly.

"What do you mean─ like how?" he gulped as he leaning backwards his head on the wall.

"No talk anymore─ you must make haste. Go to Mrs. Clearwater's room right now. She's waiting for you. By the way, she asked me if you could drive me to the train station if it's possible." She added as she inching her face unto him.

Enrico fails to reply to her, because of a strange conversation they heard outside echoing vibrantly to their location. Louder and louder, the sounds clatter towards them. So, Enrico demands her to hide in the empty cabinet next to his bed at one o'clock from their position. Afterwards, the dramatic section of acting and playing roles commences. Enrico hears the pounding door; he sneaks and unlocking the door with a creaking sound in it. An apparition of a woman dressing up in a maid's dress appears.

"Hello Mr. Newton, Mrs. Clearwater summons you to her room for some urgent matter. Rita announces.

"Ah─ uh... I'll... be... I'll ... be there in a minute. Yes, I'll be there in a minute or two. Yeah... right." He stutters mildly whilst scratching his head.

"Well, I wonder, have you seen Mira? Someone told me she's heading down here," she asked as knitting her eyebrows.

"Ah... sorry about that... I... I have... no idea, but I believe she went to her room for her departure." he gulps whilst leaning the half of his body into the door frame.

"Oh, I see, well thank you, Mr. Newton, gladly to see you." She said as she acted to leave him.

"Oh... hang on!"

"Yes... Mr.─" she twisted her sight back to him.

"May I know─ who are you? Uhm... so I could tell her that─ you're looking for her." Enrico requests as holding her presence for a moment.

"Oh, my name is Rita, a housemaid. Anyway, before I forget, Mr. Finnegan has gone on his trip. I haven't told you that, right? Have... I?" she scratches her head.

"It's fine. Thanks, Rita─ pleasure meeting you."

"Don't mention it." she grins.

Phew! That was close one. That's his quick thought in his mind after Rita walks away from the basement. Enrico glances at her from a distance until she disappears from his sight. He steps back from the door and gasps for a relief as he locking it back. Afterwards, he squeezes his body back to his position before, but he bolsters with surprise. Mira's face, adorable eyes, and her pinkish lips landing next to his. He thought of something unusual that never happens to him before.

Damn! I can't push her back, but I like what she's doing to me. I feel my increasing heartbeat and my body warmer than I expected. I felt the magnetism of Polar Regions begun and the unfathomable emotions that blown me up into the cloud nine. It's paradoxically unbelievable... I want more. Am I not dreaming? Or hang on...

"Do you like it Enrico?" she asked as she lifting her lips from him.

"Um... it's a bit strange?" he nervously replied as he leaning back his head on the door.

"Sorry but─" she taps his chest.

"No! I mean─ its fine... it's just kinda unusual though." he gulping severely.

"I'm leaving you now Enrico. Thanks for this wonderful memory of yours. I know someone likes you and you like her as well─ its fine, I know my limitation." She gasps as she grasping the doorknob and walked away.

"Huh?" He replied, as acting to chase her.

"Bye for now, Enrico, bye!" she waves and closed the door.

"Wait!" he exclaims.