Cling… Cling… I heard the sound of the turning door knob, I wanted to leave this unfamiliar area but some rusty iron bar surrounding me stopped me from moving an inch further. The door opened, a dark shadow came in, approaching to me. “Wow, undoubtedly this is Ethan’s precious baby, look at you, how soft, how clean, how fluffy. I bet that the money you used in your hairdressing every month is far more than our salary. Ethan must be having ants in his pants now. HAHAHA. ” He has a pair of mouse-liked eyes,a pointed nose and chin, dark skin and skeletal figure which make him look nuisance especially when he said the provocative lines.
Another man stepped in the dark room, with a more steady pace. “Stop goading this pity little thing. Just let the thing be done as soon as possible. ” He spoke with low deep voice and the other man obeyed without uttering a word. Then, they left leaving me alone in the room. I did not know how long I was kept inside the cage as I could not see the changes of days and nights. I was trying to leave this dirty cage but I was too hungry and thirsty to struggle. Once in a while, they would feed me with some stinking leftover but I refuse to give them a lick.
I would starve until I died as only the most high-ranked Kobe beef was worth to be placed inside my mouth. One day, the mouse-liked man opened the cage and let me out. I was as happy as a lark at that moment, but what came the next was a heavy kick on my stomach. It was like lorries weighing tones to run over me, breaking my ribs and sternum. It was really unendurable and torturous especially for me whom the hydrochloric acid in my stomach corroded it internally interacted with the external violent kick. “Stop it!
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Don’t you know that he is our source of money now? If he is dead, then we have nothing left. ” “But the arrogant Ethan refused to pay. He doesn’t believe that we really kidnapped his little son. What should we do? ” “Then we should show him that we really did. ” The more mature man came towards me with malicious intention. He snatched away the Chanel collar that I wore on my neck which studded with 36 D-colour diamonds. It was my two-year-old birthday present that Ethan gave to me. I never took it off since Ethan put it on for me. Send this to Ethan and he will believe in what we say. ” Since then, they never came into the room anymore. My stomach was still severely aching due to the kick. Nonetheless, I could only bit the bullet off. Days and nights passed and I was again left without any proper food and drinks. Under such circumstance, I could only bow to the reality. I ate the rotten meat that they dumped at the corner of my cage. I drank the turbid water in the rusty zinc bowl. I nearly vomited but I did not, instead, swallowed it just to survive.
The day has come, the two men came in, bringing a black luggage back in their hands. I thought I was going back home finally; I was going to meet Ethan finally. Nonetheless, it was all my thought. The skinny man took out a parang knife after set me free. “Hey baby boy, guess what? We have already received RM 3 million from your papa. Now, it’s the time we make this end and send your dead body to him” I was very afraid. Fear was alarming in my head. Goose bumps jumped out of my skin and my hairs stood on end. My breath became more and more rapid and my heart beat faster and faster.
His evil laughter as enough to send chills to my spine. What should I do? Flee or fight? I bit the leg of the thin man as hard as my teeth could. ARGH… He curled up his body because of pain and the knife fell off his hand. The door was left open. Adrenaline in my body stimulated my weak and thin leg to run as I could never run faster than that anymore. The other man picked up the knife on the floor and chased after me. I squeezed through the narrow gap at the door, leaving the man behind who had already be blown off his top.
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There were some illustrations in my tiny little eyes as they were not used to the bright day light after being kept in darkness for a long period. After I regained my conscious, I realized that it was a complete strange region for me. There were no people around, only a few houses and a police booth located several feet away. I bolted towards the police booth for rescue as the men were running after me. I thought there was no way I could run faster than them but I did. Perhaps four legs are really faster than two. I could see the fire of anger in their eyes.
I stopped at the blue building and wailed but not any response was given. I decided to walked into the police booth and saw my picture on the wall. I shouted at the police officer but they seemed not to understand me and this made me barking-mad. I pulled them to the wall and showed them the picture on the wall. “You looked familiar. Have I seen you anywhere before? Ah! You are Ethan, the billionaire’s lost puppy, aren’t you? ” After having a feast and a sweet sleep, I was sent back to my palace. The moment I met Ethan, I saw tears streaming down his face, and I could feel watery in my eyes too.
