Chapter 43 - Leave The Island

[ Day 6 ]

No one had any idea that Persephone had escaped from the island last night when everyone was anxiously running here and there due to sudden power outage. One could call it fluke or a blessing of the heavens depending upon their belief. 

The guards who were standing outside the villa didn't dare to go in and check up on Persephone as no one was allowed to enter Santiago's ocean villa. 

Due to their misconceptions and lack of communication, Persephone had run away from their clutches. 

Ah, what a game heaven was playing with our Santiago and Persephone? 

But this question troubling this author-- Was Persephone safe wherever she was right now? Or she had fallen in bigger danger than the Villain? 

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On Santiago's side. 

The knock on the door stirred Santiago from his sleep.He had his head placed on the top of the table, his neck was stiff and his head was aching badly due to lack of sleep. Thankfully, this time he could say that it was not his little captive responsible for his sleepless night but work. 

Again, someone was pounding on the door heavily. 

Rubbing his eyes, Santiago got up from the chair and went to unlock the door to allow whoever was knocking on his office door to come in. 

Opening the door, he unlocked the cellar and brought out a whiskey bottle out of it. 

"You are not drinking this directly after waking up." 

Shell shocked, Santiago veered around to find Killian leaning against the door, his hands tucked in his pockets, hair disheveled and eyes red. 

'Nash! You fucking snitch!' 

"What the hell are you doing here, Killian?" asked Santiago as soon as he got out of shock. Well, more like growled instead of asking. 

Killian snickered as he realized that his friend was not very pleased to see him right here. Well, he could share his opinions all he wanted as long as he promised to keep his dick a mile away from Persephone Marino. 

"Can't you see?" Killian said suggestively. "I'm here to babysit your grown up ass." 

With this said, Killain picked up his bag which Santiago failed to see until now and then placed it on the table. And poured a glass of whiskey from the same bottle which Santiago had taken out from the cellar. 

"Killian,I'm asking you once again what are you doing here?" Santiago asked him. "Because as much as I know, you do not like the idea of spending a second of your precious time here on this island?" 

To be honest, Santiago had not taken Nash's words seriously when he said that he would ask Killian to come here and keep an eye on him. He thought Nash was just bluffing. But who would have thought that the asshole was not bluffing this time! He literally called Killian and snitched on his little affair. 

"Just like I said before-- babysitting your ass, Santiago. What crawled up to your ass that you think fucking Marino's daughter was a good idea?"

Killian's voice was so indifferent while asking the question that one would not imagine that he was seething in anger this time. This mission wasn't just for Santiago, he had a very huge part in it too. 

"Get out. Don't preach, Kill. I'm not in the mood to hear your criticisms." 

If Santiago thought that pouring his frustration on Killian would stop the latter from saving him from the grave mistake he was about to commit, then he was wrong. Very much wrong. 

"What a coincidence! I'm also not in the mood to criticize your actions. I'm just here to protect you from dying," said Killain as he took a sip of his drink and sat on the chair. 

"Tell me, Santiago, do you have any kind of feelings for her? If, by any chance, you have developed any, get rid of them or…"

"Or what Killian?" Santiago's words were supposed to intimidate Killian but too bad, he was nonchalant to his intimidation. 

"Or I will kill her with my own hands," Killian said seriously. He would not flinch while killing her. He admits killing the girl was not part of the plan.but if her death could save Santiago from going berserk, then so be it. He took a deep breath before adding," Because our mission is more important than any Persephone, especially one which is not your real Persephone. Can't you see she is Marino's daughter, not the one you were looking for?"

"Touch her and see what I do to you." Hearing from Killian's mouth that he would kill her broke something inside him. Yes, he hated her but not enough to see her die. Hell, he was so pathetic that he couldn't see her hurt. And neither did he possess the power to hurt her. Wasn't it the season why Persephone Marino was still in his Villa not locked somewhere? He wouldn't admit that he had been delaying her and Giselle's punishment. 

"You are making a mistake, Santiago."Killian could not take it anymore. 

"I don't care."

Taking deep breaths, Killian said to Santiago sit and he agreed. 

"Tell me if you are believing Persephone Marino as your Persephone?" Killian seriously asked his friend. 

Santiago paused before closing his eyes. He imagined a young girl with the most chubby cheek and those big green eyes hidden by her red curls laughing with him even at her worst. Then, he imagined her tending to his wounds while blowing on them believing it would lessen his wounds. She was his sunshine in dark days. An angel for whom he would do anything to see her smile at him just for once more. 

Then, his thoughts went to a woman with long dark hair and piercing green eyes which told him the stories of her deception. 

No, he was not thinking of both of the Persephone's as one.. If Persephone Marino was his Percy from his childhood ,then God save Nicolas or Alessandro from his wrath.