Chapter 36 - Another Villain?

"Surprise!!!!"

Persephone's eyes widened as soon as she opened the front door and a grinning man came into her view. His grin changed into a grim look as his gaze settled on her face. It was almost lunch time and when someone knocked on the door she thought it was either Raven who would bring lunch for her or Villain because no one else except for two people could enter the Villa. 

The person standing on the door wasn't Santiago or Raven but Nash. He thought of surprising--no--shocking Santiago with his presence on the island rather it was him who got the shock when Persephone Marino opened the door to the villa. 

The first thought that came into his mind after seeing a comfortable Persephone was that Santiago was f.u.c.k.i.n.g Alessandro's daughter or why else would she be in Villain's personal space? 

Though his expressions were now all calm and easy on the surface, his insides were screaming in desperate curiosity for juicy answers. He had to tell Callum or Killian or else his insides would burst with the intensity of the information he had now gathered. 

"Who are you?" Persephone asked, her brave facade visible on her face. She was all ready to tear apart the man if he was here to hurt her. Suddenly, Santiago's words from last night rang in her head.No she was nothing like what he has said last night. 

"What are you doing here?" Nash asked in an authoritarian tone. In front of Persephone Marino, he wasn't the humorous or happy- go guy. He was the Nash people feared. 

Persephone gulped inwardly but she stood erect. Her posture was suggesting to Nash that she wasn't the one to be afraid of him. 

"I said what the fuck are you doing here?" questioned Nash again as he took a step ahead. 

Her feet subconsciously took a step back and her back hit the wall. She wasn't afraid. No, she couldn't be afraid of this man. Her hands found a vase and she immediately grabbed it. 

"Don't come near me, I'm telling you," Persephone threatened him. "Villain, won't leave you if something happens to me. I'm telling you back the fuck off." 

"Ah, sweet Marino princess got thorns too," Nash said with a loud chuckle. "Keep the vase down, princess. Or else Villain will throw you again in a dirty basement. I'm sure after Edward's incident, you don't want to experience it again." 

"I know you," Persephone whispered. She chided herself for not recognizing this voice before. "You are the one who poured ice water on me?"

"The one and only," Nash grinned, took the vase out of her hand and placed it back on the place where she grabbed it from. 

Nash walked to the living room, placing his bag on the table, he outstretched his body on the sofa and switched on the TV. 

Persephone watched how he made himself feel at home. She realized that he had been here before. And why wouldn't he be here? It wasn't he who was a guest here but rather her!

She studied his facial features and pondered if he was anyhow related to Villain. Both had dark and silky hair. But his eyes were brown whereas Villain's were blue. Both had strong jaws and chiseled cheeks yet there was no trace of similarity between them. However, both looked as if they came out of fashion magazines. 

Were all the people on this island this beautiful? Just what they add in their water?

"Why are you in Vill's villa?" Nash asked her. His eyes were still fixed on the TV screen but he could feel her gaze studying him. 

"Why don't you ask him?" Before she could control the words from escaping her mouth, they slid out. Damn. Way to ask for death, Percy. 

Nash's grin deepened more as he heard her words. This sharp tongue of hers sure worked on Santiago, he wanted to add but stopped himself before the same villain would chop him into pieces and feed him to the sharks. 

Since he was getting bored here without his friend, he decided to have fun with her. 

"Go, cook lunch for me," Nash ordered her as if she was a slave. 

"You are kidding, right?" Persephone asked him quickly. 

"Do you think I'm Villain?" Nash asked her with an evil grin. "You can entertain him with your enchanting beauty for a moment but not me. If I order you to do something, I expect you to fulfil those too." 

His words sound way dirty to her. It made her feel small, dirty and... weak. 

He wasn't wrong. She did use her body to survive. She didn't want to die in that dirty basement. She would her soul for momentary freedom. 

All he said was right, yet why did it hurt when someone calls what she had with Villain dirty and impure. 

"Are you hearing me?" Nash said patiently. 

Suddenly a spark of courage went through her, she raised her chin proudly and corrected her posture. She would be damned before she let anyone trample on her dignity. She didn't sign the contract with Villain to let his minions call her names. He might not have called her names but in his mind, she was just a dirty Marino and Villain's goomah(mistress). 

"I heard you perfectly, sir," Persephone said with a smile. "It's not like I don't want to cook for you. It's just that I don't know how to. I have never cooked before. As for what I'm doing here in this villa, please ask your boss regarding this matter. I'm just a captive held against my wish. Even a glorified prison feels like a real prison." 

Nash did not make any comments. He just looked at this tiny interesting captive and let her enjoy her moment of victory. He might not know what Santiago was thinking before touching this sweet forbidden fruit, he certainly knew that this couldn't happen any longer. 

Persephone Marino was Santiago's damnation. And it was the truth that even Santiago wouldn't be able to refuse. 

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