Chapter 59 - His Death As Her Freedom

To Persephone, this third kidnapping was not like the other two in the past. One would ask what changed this time. She could simply reply that she was 110%sure that Villain would come to save her. 

She was still the most precious treasure in his treasury. Not only this, but his objective involving her was yet to be proved. 

So, yeah, here she was chilling in the enemy's turf. 

It was already late in the evening when Persephone and her new kidnappers reached their destination after changing more than five cars and. By now, Villain might have launched the search operation all over the country. After all, he was acquainted with the king, and after combining his and the King's power, it wouldn't take him long to reach her. 

Although it was dark outside and she couldn't watch the surroundings when she was brought inside this wooden hut, she could still tell that they were somewhere in the middle of the wilderness. The buzzing sound of insects and cold air touching her skin was enough to divulge that they were far away from the city. 

Currently, Persephone was tossed inside a cell. The but might look small and withering from outside but who would have thought that the same place held such a visionary cell inside it. 

However, she was too lazy to struggle against them. She just knew that Villain would come and these idiots would die mercilessly at his hands. 

Moreover, what was the benefit of acting like a heroine? They were in God knows which secluded part of the world and she was a drugged, weak and not to forget unarmed woman against an army of skilled fighters. 

Her stomach rumbled much to her planning of laying low. Her cheeks turned scarlet as a man laughed at her. 

"Is this little bitch hungry?" He laughed along with his comrades and Persephone had to grow a thick skin to endure the temporary insult. After all, her life was more important than these few slurs. 

"Rambo, do not tease her," Alpha said as he appeared in front of her with a glass of cheap whiskey. "What would we do if her man takes our teasing seriously and decides to kill us for saving her honour? 

Persephone ignored the jibes and tilted her head to gaze at the moon. There was a small window in the corner of the room apart from the cell and door. She could clearly see the moon shining outside proudly and bravely. 

" Honor?"Another man appeared with a bottle in his hands. "I heard she is his mistress. What honour does mistress even have? She should jump in the ocean and die. Women like her who are ready to spread their legs are disgrace on the name of the woman." 

A smile tugged on her lips as she heard their jibes. Did they expect her to retort? Well, she was too numb to these repeated taunts. What do you think about how she survived in New York by hearing these same comments? 

Wait for the right moment and then strike. Don't lose your control and then eventually your life… 

Have patience and forbearance ever had any side effects? 

Leaning against the cell wall, she let sleep overpower her. In her dreams, she was back to the time when she would visit young Santiago in his prison secretly. She used to wonder what kind of monster would keep him there against his wishes… but when she got to know that the man was no one else but her father… she had lost all of her trust in humanity. 

In her dreams, she saw her younger self kissing her younger lover's wound to shoo the pain away. 

If miracles existed, she would have chosen to go back to that time. 

"Wake up! Wake up!"

Persephone opened her eyes to a familiar pair of warm blue eyes full of concern staring down at her. In a daze, she caressed his face. Tears streamed down her face as she believed that she by any miracle had gone back to that time. 

Currently, it wasn't Villain staring at her with those deadly icy blue eyes but her Santiago whose eyes were the ocean of love and affection. 

"Red, wake up from the daze. We have to leave now," Villain said once again, hoping it would wake her up. 

As if someone had poured cold water on her, she discovered that it wasn't Santiago but Villain who had come for her. 

Although it hurt her to know that he wasn't Santiago, it also brought an immense amount of joy in her heart that he had indeed come to protect her. 

"How--" The words stuck in her throat and wasn't able to utter them out. 

As if understanding the thoughts running in her brain, he said,"Laters. First, let's get you out of this ugly prison." 

Santiago helped Persephone to come out of the cell and after that they left the hut quietly. 

Santiago looked back once again as his eyes turned even more alert. They were currently standing in front of the hut where the kidnappers were lying asleep. Turning back to Persephone he said,"Run. Don't come back looking for me. Two hundred metres from here in the south, you will find a creek. Wait for me there and if I fail to come back before dawn… then run, Red. Don't look back for me or anyone. Live the life you always wanted." 

To say Persephone was shocked would be a lie. She was scared. She was trembling right now. 

"What do you mean?" Her cold eyes moistened. 

"Consider my death as your freedom, Red. If I am dead, my men will stop looking for you. You will be a free bird. You need not to go back to New York, if you don't want to." 

Persephone felt as if life had left her body as she met his dead serious eyes. 

"What if I ran away before you could reach the creek?" 

"Same, Red. Your freedom.. From me and your father."