La Serpiente, Foxy cursed bride in CEO Ghost’s lair - Chapter 148

‘You slut, you are just lucky today that CEO Sinclair sensed your absence!’

Chloe clenched her fists and scorned over the thought, unbeknownst that the CEO she had adored since years, along with every lady in the conglomerate was already taken and marked by Syna Rhys.

Sinclair was walking ahead of them while those two ladies were dawdling, pretending to help Sinclair which he didn’t even ask them to do, Adriana stopped halfway in the corridor after getting tired, the lady had already wasted much energy on the fight earlier and now it was impossible for her to pretend that everything was okay with her and she genuinely wanted to find Syna.

‘Gosh! Why am I having these two bimbos in my company right now? I would have wring their necks if they had been somewhere out,  just wait until I reach Syna, I will make you pay for keeping your malicious eyes on my woman!’

How could the Lord let loose of the leash of those two fools, he had already planned onto punishing them but now it was dependent on Syna’s condition that how much of his wrath they were destined to face and how Sinclair had planned their deaths, because leaving them alive was not on his mind now, the ladies had lost the chance themselves by ganging up against Syna and locking her in to the record room.

“But if thee simply folds thy arms in a clasp; I shall break all thy chains tonight; and make thee a man ready for a furies judgement; do not look in this soul to see a girl thee held before…”

“That girl fell many moons ago; a woman and now a ghost I walk alone; I cared once but now I be scorned; enter my room with care wary explorer; for I can change your pleasures to sheer frights; cries of pain; cries of red tears; I be a nimbus echoing thy most silent fears!”

Syna was sitting on the floor near the door, sweating profusely the lady was getting weary in that heavily accumulated and suffocating storeroom. When Syna heard their voices she started to bang on the door, with all her might, loud enough for someone to hear in that corridor.

“Is someone out there? Hello? I am stuck here, help me. Is anyone out there, are you listening?”

Syna grew impatient after hearing some voices, she had been in there from two hours or so that hearing any kind of voice or noise was a blessing to her, she didn’t want the person to leave without checking on her, thus the lady continued to bang on the door loudly with yelling and calling out for help once again.

“This room, the voice is coming from there, open this room, give me the keys, NOW!”

Sinclair flung his hand out and demanded the keys from Adriana, after all she was the in charge of keys of the record room and handled the affairs of reception.

His voice banged into her ears, emphasising, nearly shouting the last word, which startled Adriana who was dawdling a few steps behind, hearing his raging spellbound voice the lady ran towards her uncontrollably as if her treacherous limbs had carried her itself.

“Keys?”

Sinclair asked her twice furrowed his eyebrows together with a hunch that the lady was showing reluctance in handing over keys to him.

“Uh, I…yes, sir.”

Adriana immediately searched out the pouch which was wrapped around her left wrist, its strap hugging her skin like the clasp of a watch, the lady needed to carry it everywhere or else working in the conglomerate was out of the question.

She rattled out the bunch of keys and handed it over to Sinclair, who instantly grabbed it, the mere movement made sure to Chloe and Adriana that Syna was not an ordinary woman, the way Sinclair was worried about her and came all the way himself in search of her, sure the lady trapped inside had some importance and was dear to him.

Chloe became stunned after seeing Sinclair’s condition, her body tensed up at once upon sensing that her plan was going to be backfired, all the hard work she did will go down the drain when the CEO will open the door.

“Sir, the lock of this room is broken the door does not open from outside that easily and gets locked once the door is shut, Miss Syna won’t be in there, it must be the next room.”

Cloe rushed towards the next door, hoping that Sinclair will follow her and how could she let her competitor win that easily, with an evil smile she waited for Sinclair to respond.

“Will you please bother to shut your mouth? No, actually just leave, SCRAM YOU BOTH!”

They were testing his patience which was now broken, Sinclair snapped at them with harsh words, his voice resonated throughout the corridor loud enough for anyone to pee in their pants!

“Syna, sweety, just wait for a few minutes, don’t worry okay I’m here for you, opening the door.”

Sinclair could hear some feeble sobbing, which forced him to move his hands faster to open the door which was being a barrier between them.

“Sinclair (hiccup) Sinclair please (hiccup) o-open the door.”

Syna’s crying fell into her ears, when the Lord had unlocked the room, he flung open the door and went inside, before he could comprehend what to do next let alone his eyes could focus on finding his bride, two arms wrapped around his defined torso and hugged him tightly while the lady burst into unstoppable tears.

Chloe was standing at the end of the corner, right around the turning point with her fists clenched, her eyes were glued towards the record room as she peeked through the corner, her fists rested at her back with her grown nails nearly piercing her skin, the lady could see the couple hugging on the doorsteps of the record room.

Although she succeeded in making Syna frightened to the core but to her surprise the lady did not expect CEO Sinclair to barge into the mess, by personally arriving to the ‘crime scene’, her surprise turned into a nightmare when she saw Syna daringly wrapping her arms around her.

‘How could she? What on the earth my eyes are witnessing, the neat freak Sinclair MacLaverty is hugging a girl! Oh my goodness! He had never been in a relationship let alone having any type of physical contact with anyone, how could this bit*h succeeded in casting an effect on him? Just how?’

Chloe was in an utter most shock of her life, she was unable to shift her orbs towards anything else, all she could think was ‘how Syna was able to get close to Sinclair?’ Because the lady herself had trailed Jade Lombardi since three years like a pet dog, wagging her tail and obeying her just because she wanted to get close to Sinclair, what trick she didn’t try to pull on to him but the contented CEO had never paid attention to any woman, all it was just to lift a stern yet professional gaze.

Sinclair hugged her tight and caressed her hair gently, tapping on her back while Syna’s grip around his torso didn’t get loose.

“It is okay Syna, it’s all passed now, it’s okay honey.”

The Lord continuously tried to calm her, although the lady was still slightly quivering even while in his strong and secure embrace.

“Sinclair, I-I was so (hiccup) scared.”

Syna rubbed her nose with his black shirt, unknowingly she left the snot but would the Lord mind the strange ‘mark’ by his beloved bride? She was still holding him tightly that Sinclair had to hold her face in his hands, the Lord wiped off the shiny pearls from her pink cheeks with his thumb, assuring her that no matter what he was there for her.

“Hey, hey you fierce lioness, it is okay now, believe me. I am here right in front of you, trust me, please.”

His voice was determined yet a smirk graced his expressions, was his words true? Would he abide by them? Syna replied with a ‘mhm’.

“Ah, Syna why did you shut the door?”

He needed to make sure that the people he was suspecting were the real culprits too.

“I didn’t…..p-perhaps it got shut by itself, I don’t know.”

Syna started to sob again on the remembrance that Sinclair had to hold her tightly.

“Leave this talk, it’s okay, honey. Now that I found you let’s get to my cabin first then I will take you home.”

A complete silence hovered on the room in reply to Sinclair’s speech, he felt the grip around him loosening, the Lord had decided to drop her home by himself but it seemed that something else was waiting for him to tackle.

Syna’s body turned hot immediately while the lady had already lost consciousness and was about to slip from his arms when Sinclair caught her.

“Syna?”

“Syna, talk to me, Syna? Don’t play dead, girl!”

He patted her check gently but there wasn’t even a single flinch let alone the movement in her body.

“Damn you! Syna you aren’t allowed to die, only I can kill you!”

Sinclair spat while holding her hot yet ‘lifeless’ body onto the floor, something was wrong or maybe he had a hunch about what had happened to her but was in a state of denial.

Isn’t making her suffer was his plan since the beginning? Now when Syna was in a vegetable state, why he was worried about her? His revenge was completed, unknowingly but why he felt his heart getting shrink, while holding her comatose body?

“Syna you can’t die such an easy death, I don’t allow you to stay like this, come back to me! I command you!”

His impatient voice resonated in the empty room, but in response to his agitation there was a complete silence.

Sinclair felt some warm pearls dripping on his hand, was it his love, raining? Or his eyes were bleeding the regret he was feeling in that moment when his bride was in a comatose? Wasn’t that the perfect revenge he had wanted since the beginning of his play? His mate was in a condition which was worse than death, resting in the coffin of his own arms!