8. Prison

Ah, the woman, she was the real mastermind. But what did they want from me? I was neither famous nor rich. They could still blackmail someone - since I was alone in life.

The man just let go of me and I hit the floor roughly. "I'll lock her up again until you can talk to the beast properly." He was already reaching for me, despite my sore bones, I crawled away as fast as possible.

“You won't!” Said the woman boldly. The man growled angrily, but allowed the woman to help me get up. "Now come my child, we're going to my room, stay calm."

I did that because the creature was following us.

Resolutely she put me in a bath. Without paying attention to my privacy, she stayed and chatted trifle. After I stepped out of the tub, clean and fragrant to her satisfaction, she wrapped me in an oversized sheet. "We have to get you clothes, you can wear one of my shirts for today."

"I have clothes, with Alia ..." again she interrupted me, "... so with Alia. Then I'll have a look at it. Of course you will need some clothes for our family reunion, yes and riding clothes. Can you ride We'll see what sport do you play? You are well trained, I assume - you run? "Conveniently she answered her questions herself." Running frees you, doesn't it? "How did the woman know about it? As a child I started doing it in the playground, in kindergarten. As soon as I saw an open area in front of me, I couldn't help but walk.

Even then, the educators found it unusual. They advised my uncle to see a child psychiatrist. How many there were over the years I couldn't understand, everyone made a different prognosis. But I only wanted to run one thing, preferably cross-country.

So my uncle bought a bike without further ado and cycled after me. According to my wish to stay away from me during the run. Because I wanted to be alone. He always said I was a little big cat, so I ran looking for prey.

That annoyed me. On the one hand because there was a grain of truth in it, on the other hand because he saw through me so effortlessly. And now this woman who didn't know me.

She smiled at me knowingly, “Yes, I can remember my marathons, but that was a long time ago. Today I'll just make it to ... well, I'm digressing. "She looked around," Sit down, your broth is coming. "

As soon as I sat down the door was opened, I immediately tensed. Dana put a reassuring hand on my shoulders, "Corvin will behave!" She looked at the man sternly.

He smiled wolfishly, "I always behave!" Which made me feel an irresistible urge to contradict. Although I almost passed away from fear of him. Then a lot to me that she said Corvin. So was that the lord of the castle?

It seemed so. How different I had imagined him. This man or monster was by far one of the most attractive men I have ever seen. Its imposing size alone is well built. Because I felt his muscles on my own body. The almost black hair, the expressive dark eyes. His energetic chin, the shapely nose and finally the sensual mouth. Sarah! When I called myself to order, he's a monster, I gave him a sideways glance. He grinned suggestively, what an arrogant Lulatsch. His eyes darkened immediately.

Dana gave me a brief squeeze on the shoulder, whether warning or comforting, I couldn't say that. "It's a matter of interpretation, Corvin," she reprimanded him. Which by no means gave him a guilty conscience, no, he deepened his grin. To my amazement, he looked normal, no fangs. His brown eyes studied me carefully.

How could that be? I didn't dream it, I saw it clearly. Did I lose my mind? Meanwhile he watched me cautiously. A few times he started to speak, but then he stopped.

Dana repeatedly urged me to eat the soup. “You are like your father. He too can be silent and ask a thousand questions in this. Don't you think so too, Corvin? "

"Hmm, Vlad never tried to emasculate me!"

“Are you starting again? It was Sarah's right to defend herself against you. You can't just lock a person up like that. ”She reprimanded Corvin, who didn't even flinch, but kept his stoic demeanor.

"She refused to give me any information." In a tone as if everyone had to give an account to him. Information? Did he mean the questions he asked me?

Unspeakable anger welled up in me, this creature she… “Who are you? You make me come here. Ask me questions and then they lock me up. Who gives you the right to do something like that? ”I roared, it was slowly reaching me.

 "Your father ..." he suddenly stood next to me. Before I could even blink, he spanned the ten feet. One hand on the back of the chair and the other on the table, he glared at me. He went on more calmly. "I expect an answer!"

"On what?" I poisoned now too. He could play the strong man as long as he wanted.

“Jens Stegmann!” He said calmly, very calmly. I sensed danger behind it, even Dana hunched her shoulders.

"I hate to repeat questions once asked, so I'll wait." I stubbornly stuck my chin out.

"Dana would you leave us alone?" The old lady looked at me thoughtfully.

"Don't worry, I'll control myself, Dana." As soon as Dana closed the door behind her. Meanwhile he didn't move an inch, he lowered his face to me. "You are lucky that Dana is here, otherwise ..." he paused, screwing up his eyes.

"Otherwise? Would I still be in the prison? Tell me, how do you actually deal with kidnappers in this country? "

He laughed, instead of being aware of what he was doing, he laughed. “Who calls me a kidnapper? You? You came to my house voluntarily. I only gave you shelter. "

I was amazed at so much cheek, he twisted the word around in your mouth as it suited him.

“Now thank you for this questionable hospitality. Give Dana my regards and I hope to never see you again. ”Despite his hand that was on the armrest, I got up.