The JailBird Chapter 46

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🔸The JailBird:

🔸(Female • In • Disguise)🔸

NEXT MORNING, MANOR*

The soreness Adeline felt between her legs when she woke up could kill.

Well it’s expected since she welcomed a beast inside herself last night.

He made her scream his name as promised, and right now she’s not even sure if she can talk well or walk well.

They fuçked for hours, and his stamina is scary. He doesn’t get tired, till she fell asleep on him at past 12.

The manor is less cold, so she opened her eyes and he’s nowhere to be found.

She sat up in bed, and the duvet fell from her, revealing her nakedness.

She quickly pulled back the duvet and got down, walking to his closet.

As expected, she couldn’t walk properly till she entered and picked one of his long sweatshirts and then she saw a pack of new boxers which she picked from.

She dressed up in the two before going out of the bedroom.

She searched the places he could be, but he’s really not in the manor, so she went back to the bedroom and saw a laptop on the bedstand.

She picked it and opened, meeting a message on the screen.

• Read whatever you want about Corey on the laptop, and last night was only an introduction. I haven’t fuçked you, at all. Also, you look pretty while asleep.

“His arrogance” she muttered, scoffing before carrying the laptop to the bed.

She made hot coffee for herself with the heater and downed it all before starting to scroll through the laptop.

She only got few more info through it, she knows too much about him already.

She really needs to enter The Pakhan’s office, but where did Madden’s go?

She got a new bandage and wrapped her sore breàsts before arranging her hair.

It’s growing again… Her hairiness is a big problem at this point.

She left the manor after sending him an intentional text.

*

COMPOUND, LADY SELESTA’S APARTMENT*

Lady Selesta left the compound as early as 5, and she came back not long ago with the bags of stuffs for Angelika.

She got them from the port according to instructions, and as she emptied the cute things in bed, Angelika stared with sad eyes.

There are clothes, toys, accessories, jewelries, perfumes, snacks and several other flashy things.

“My mommy sent these?” Angelika asked suddenly.

“You don’t like them?” Selesta asked.

“I haven’t even seen her before and she’s sending gifts? I want to see her instead!!” She shouted.

“Didn’t you hear when Maya told you she’s a bîtch? Your mommy is not nice and…

“Then let me meet my daddy! I don’t even know my daddy too! In the boarding house during visiting days, other kids see their mommies and daddies but I only see you! I don’t want gifts I want my parents instead!!!” Angelika began crying, pushing the gifts away.

“Angel… Angel…” Selesta carried her as she began rolling herself on the ground in tears.

She took her out of the room.

*

SECOND DISTRICT, A PRIVATE COLUMBARIUM*

There’s just one big golden urn in the whole black building, and it’s sitting on the big column with several wreaths surrounding it.

The urn contains late Ivan Smirnov’s ashes, and today is his 22nd death anniversary, so the family is here like they do every year.

Klara, Maya, and Madden.

They dropped their flowers already, then they sat on the fluffy mat set by Klara.

There are several burial dishes on ground, and Maya began opening them one by one.

Klara was the first to start eating, then Maya joined her when she finished opening everything.

Madden just looked on, not even bothering to pick cutleries.

“Eat… it’s father’s memorial day” Maya said.

“Don’t remind me of the obvious” he replied with an eye roll, taking a fork to taste the hot solyanka.

It was Ivan’s best food.

“How’s it?” Klara asked.

“Average” Madden replied curtly.

“Average? I cooked it!” Maya threw his fork at him, and he caught it.

“So? Should I lie to you because you cooked it?” He glared.

“I hate you” she signed with her fingers.

“It’s mutual, sociopath” Madden replied with sign language too.

“Psychopath. Why did you even inherit the handsome face from father? You should have been ugly” she snarled.

“Ugly like what? You?” He bluntly said, and she picked the knife to throw at him this time but Klara took it from her.

“Take a break from your fights today” she said, and Maya glared as they continued eating.

“Where did you keep the bags?” Klara asked over a cup of champagne.

“Somewhere safe.” Madden replied simply.

“And are you into guys?” Maya asked.

“What if I am?” Madden replied without looking at her.

“Wait… seriously? Micheal?” Maya said suspiciously.

“There’s something peculiar about that boy” Klara replied.

“Don’t pry too much, it’s annoying” Madden said.

He didn’t try to hide the coldness towards Klara.

“Are you still mad at me? Is that why you’ve been refusing to tell me what you saw at the basement? Even you, Maya. You refused to tell me what you saw in your room” Klara said.

“It’s a Masked Monster, we didn’t see the face” Maya replied, and Klara was about to talk again when Madden’s phone chimed.

He picked the call from Loud, telling him they’ve found Stravinsky’s grave and they’re currently digging up his body.

“You’re really gonna burn his body?” Maya asked.

“Sure as fûck” Madden replied, then he noticed an unread message.

It’s from Adeline.

• I stole one of your new boxers, MASTER.

She knowingly wrote the Master with capital letters, and he smirked, tightening his palm around the phone.

Darn.

It’s dangerous testing him like this, but she likes his other side more, obviously.

It’s totally her fault that he likes the sound of his name on her lips, and when he reminisced about how she was pulling his necklace last night when he was pounding her hard, he smiled devilishly.

…

They spent the whole day at the columbarium till 6:30pm in the evening when they finally decided to leave.

Maya packed the plates back into the pearl basket, then together with Klara, she led the way out of the building.

Madden walked behind them, about to type a text back to Adeline when the sound of gunshots sounded like fireworks.

Klara and Maya rushed back in immediately, and he hastily pocketed his phone as the gunshots kept coming from an unknown direction.

Klara pulled up her gown and got her gun from her thigh straps, then she stepped out to start shooting back.

“Stay inside” Madden told Maya.

“Who are they?” She asked with wide eyes.

“Probably sent by Erik or Igor. Just stay here this ain’t a knife fight” he told her, and she nodded, hiding behind the shelf.

Madden got his gun too, joining his mother outside.

“Go inside” he told her, shielding her as he began shooting at the angle the bullets are coming from.

It’s a power house opposite the columbarium.

“There’s no way I’m going in, so let’s bring down these bastards together, son” Klara replied, standing back-to-back with him.

*

CLAN, HOUSE OF ORLOVS, 7PM*

Adeline made sure to switch off her phone before coming close to the house at all.

She came through the right side of the house where she met one of the guards peeing.

Slowly, she tiptoed till she got behind him and grabbed his neck, choking him till he passed out.

She released his body, and the sound of his fall alerted the others who’re outside the building.

They came rushing there, but before they could get there, Adeline ran to the left side of the building already, sneaking to the front door.

It’s free of guards, so she slipped in, walking as slowly as possible past the chamber of halls.

The meeting hall, guards preparatory hall, dinning hall, house bar, solarium, Klara’s office, then Erik’s office.

She slipped into the office and went straight for the desk.

There are much documents, and she immediately started checking them one by one.

It only took about five minutes since she’s fast.

There’s no document related to Corey, so she started opening the drawers one by one, scrutinizing everything till the last one.

No Corey documents.

She shifted to the other side of the desk and began checking the drawers there too.

She’s starting to spend more time than she calculated,, but she really needs to find this.

She got to the last drawer in that side but it’s locked with a passcode.

She tried thinking of any number to punch in the keys, and she conjured up one… 1112.
Immediately she pressed 1 on the lock keyboard, a loud alarm sounded in the office, ringing throughout the house, and her heart jumped.
Before she could blink, guards rushed in, armed with guns that are pointed towards her.
“Hands on your head, Micheal!” Their head ordered.
“You’re really smart, little boy” Erik said, entering the office with a grin.
Igor is behind him.
They were actually together when the alarm sounded.
“Are you a spy? What are you doing in here?” Igor questioned.
She can’t tell them she came here for Corey’s documents, else she’d be setting fire on herself.
“Did someone send you to spy on me?” Erik questioned too.
Adeline decided to stay quiet.
All that’s in her mind right now is that whatever she’s searching for is in the locked drawer.
Corey’s documents is in there.
“Take him” Erik ordered, and the guards grabbed her, dragging her out of the office.

She’d have resorted to fighting them off, but that’d be total chaos.
The guards in the house of Orlovs plus the compound guards are more than two hundred.
Before she’d even beat thirty, she’d be captured. It’d only complicate things, so she lay low as they took her.
Immediately they stepped out of the house, mobsters started gathering.
Erik didn’t follow them, so it’s only Igor with the guards right now.
They started taking her towards the torture house…
“Take him to the training ground, everyone should see him crying” Igor said, and the guards obeyed.
The mobsters following them increased every minute, but Adeline didn’t fret.
All these will be over if Loud or Jinx calls her master.
He’d come to her. She’s sure of it.
She was pushed to her knees when they got to the training ground, and right now the mobsters are more than a hundred, ready to watch Micheal’s downfall.
• Is he really a spy?
• He was caught trying to check out the special documents at The Pakhan’s office, what else could that be?
• He’s gonna die this time, no arguments.

Igor sat on a chair in front of her, and Andrei joined him.
Adeline smirked defiantly at the both of them, but Loud and Jinx aren’t anywhere in the crowd, so her smirk disappeared.
What’s going on exactly?
“Who sent you to the office?” Igor asked, but she’s too deep in thoughts to reply.
Where’s Loud?
Where’s Jinx?
Where’s her master?
She was brought out of her thoughts when Igor’s punch landed on her cheek, and she fell on the ground, eating sand.
“Get me the nail board, this bastard needs to walk on it first” Igor ordered, but then, someone else talked…
“That won’t be necessary”
Adeline recognized that voice.
It’s Kimberly!
Kimberly entered the circle, holding a horsewhip that has black pepper water dripping from it, then a pail of chilled water which she poured on Adeline, wetting her completely.
Adeline gasped out.
“Allow me to handle him, Igor” she said, and Igor sat back, getting a cigarette and vodka bottle from Andrei.

Kimberly smiled cruelly as Adeline looked up at her.
The mobsters went silent, awaiting what’s next as Adeline stood to her feet, facing Kimberly.
“Any guard who takes off his clothes successfully will be promoted to the house of Orlovs” Kimberly said, and over thirty compound guards came for Adeline at once.
“Rip off his clothes! He needs to cry while I whip him. When I’m done with him, he’ll confess” Kimberly said.

TO Be Continued