The Men Were Strange
“Mr. Ivan?” She called. Wondering if Ivan was here to save her.
Ivan scoffed, “Brigitta, how is the pain? I want you to experience even greater pain than this.”
“What! What’s my offense, what did I do to you?” She asked surprisingly. She can’t remember having any issues with him.
“Your mother was the maid that poisoned my master’s mom. How can my master even forgive you so easily, huh?” He asked
“What! How is that your concern? Was that why you kept me here since yesterday?” Brigitta asked.
“Fucking yes!” He screamed in anger, “not just that! You seem to be finding the favor of my boss which is a threat to me.”
“A threat? What does that even me, Ivan?”
“I love Ragnar. I fucking love him.” Ivan stated.
Brigitta scoffed at Ivan, Ivan was around fifty and so she wondered if the love this averagely old man has for Ragnar was an Eros love or just a genuine sincere brotherly love.
“Are you…”
“Shut your fucking mouth, bitch.” He said and went to take a sharp knife from the table, “I was the one ordered to investigate your dissapearance. Which will make it even more difficult for Ragnar to find you, infact, I would have buried you corpse before he finds you.”
“Ivan, you are doing this because of jealousy? If Ragnar finds out, what do you think he will assume of you?” She spoke.
“He won’t find out.” He said and then suddenly cut a rope. At once, the metal cage that Brigitta was fell to the floor but the cage was still locked.
“Ivan, I know you are not a bad man. Don’t hurt me, please ” she said. She finally understood why Ivan was always concerned about anything that has to do with Ragnar.
“I may not kill you though but at least, I’ll disfigure your face so that when next Ragnar sees you, he will barely recognize you and when he eventually does, that your beauty that attracts him would have faded.”
“Please don’t do this, Ivan. You have Ragnar to yourself, I don’t even love him.” She said.
“Is that true?” He asked but she didn’t answer. Her heart beats uncontrollably after she had said those words, ‘I don’t love him’. It was as though she was lying. If she didn’t love Ragnar, why did the news of Ragnar impregnating Cassie hurts her so bad?
“See, it doesn’t matter if I love Ragnar or not. Ragnar doesn’t have a heart to love anyone. Not me, not you. He’s in his own darkness. I don’t know what made him what he is but I know that man is sad and broken.”
“He’s not sad. Neither is he broken. Does he appear like someone who is sad?” Ivan asked angrily, “My master had a very poor childhood experiences. He used to live peacefully with his family when he was young but all of a sudden, his father died. An autopsy was carried out on his father’s body and it was discovered that his father died of food Poisoning. His father’s family then blamed his mother for being the one behind the posining whereas, it was your mum.”
He continued, “hence, his mother was tortured. Beaten and raped severally by the Lords of his family. Eventually, she was crucified.”
“Oh my days!” Tears almost slipped from her eyes as she listened to the very terrible story.
“That wasn’t the end of my master’s tragedy. He was then sold to a then popular drug Lord who did all sorts of unspeakable to him. My master never told anyone what he went through in the hands of Miguel Marcola but from other survivors of Miguel Marcola, their experiences are inhumane that even after freedom from Miguel Marcola, they live the rest of their life traumatized, suffering from a chronic PTSD.”NôvelDrama.Org © content.
“So my master is neither sad nor broken. Don’t say what you know nothing about.” Ivan corrected. “And infact, this Miguel Marcola turned out to be your godfather. I feel like you are supposed to be the greatest enemy of my master yet in a mystery I couldn’t understand, you are still alive.”
“I’m just a victim, I’m nothing like my godfather nor my mother. Ragnar Marshall was wise not to hold me responsible, why are you holding me responsible?” She asked and added, “maybe that’s just to cover up for your jealousy?”
Ivan clapped and two men appeared at once, “tie her hands and legs to this desk,” he was pointing to a desk.
The two men immediately took Brigitta out of the cage and tied her to a long desk in such a way that she couldn’t move any part of her body.
Ivan dismissed the men and then walked up to her with a sharp knife, “I’m thinking of whether to cut your tongue too. That way, you will not be able to tell Ragnar Marshall what happened should he find you before I kill you.”
“Or… why can’t I just kill you now?” He asked himself.
“Cause your conscience won’t let you, Ivan. Plus, I do not deserve death. Honestly, I have done nothing to hurt your master. Plus, your master and I even go as long as one week in the house without seeing each other and nobody cares.”
“Let me go, Ivan.” She said, looking at his face.
Ivan placed the knife in the middle of her face ready to slice it down her nose and her lips. Brigitta only kept looking. There was nothing she could do, If this was her fate, then that’s fine.
All of a sudden, the sound of gunshots could be heard. Ivan pulled back the knife and quickly walked out.
Brigitta had no idea what was going on but in another twenty minutes, someone else walked in. It was Ottar.
“Oh my days!” He and a few of his men quickly walked to Brigitta and then loosened her. Then she was escorted respectfully outside.
When she got home, she saw Ragnar Marshall seated in the living room. Ottar and the rest didn’t follow her inside.
She walked up to him and said gratefully, “thank you so much, sir.”
“Sit.”
She immediately sat and then Ragnar Marshall asked her, “those men that kept you there, were they sent by your ex husband?”
Ragnar Marshall had heard information from Ottar that they could only catch some men amongst the men that kidnap Brigitta while others ran away but that these men were strange. They weren’t Alex’s men.
“I have no idea, sir. The men were strange.”
“I’ll find out. Your kids have missed you.” He said and she immediately stood. She thanked him once more and immediately ran to her kids room. Exposing Ivan isn’t the best thing to do, if Ragnar didn’t kill him, then Ivan would definitely find others means to hurt her. It’s better for him to owe her for saving him from Ragnar Marshall.