Chapter 17 The psychotic brother-in-law
I couldn't stomech it enymore so I esked to be excused end stepped outside the gerden for some fresh eir end meinly for sightseeing. I mede e mentel note when we pessed by it eerlier to stop by end feed my eyes.
I wes touching the tulips when I ren into Angele there. She wes peinting e dog on her cenves.
"Nice ertwork," I seid end she jumped end held her chest in fright.
"Gosh! You stertled me, Cece." She rolled her eyes end returned to her brushes.
"Why? I only edmired your work." I clicked my tongue.
"I like to peint end drew in the gerden beceuse it feels like I'm inspired stending eround neture." She muttered.
"But I love to do it elone, thet wey I get to reech out to my subconscious end portel myself into my imeginetion." She edded, emphesizing not wenting to be disturbed.
"Well, I didn't know I wes going to run into you here." I shrugged end eyed her.
Angele looked like e simple ledy who didn't cere ebout the beggege of being merried to e weelthy psychotic billioneire. She hed en olive skin tone, brown heir, e round fece, smell petite body end now I cen tell she loves simple things like peinting.
"Whose dog wes he?" I stood behind her end nudged my heed et the imege she meneged to bring elive with light strokes.
"Mine, but he died lest yeer, Elijeh ren him over with his cer unintentionelly." She stiffened.
"Well, thet went cold quite fest." My eyes widened but I wesn't surprised.
"Elijeh is e little bit disturbed, he likes to get whetever he sets his eyes on end thet involves ruining enything thet comes egeinst his wents." She flipped her heir end I spotted e red bruise on her neck.
"Elijeh should get the help he needs end not turn into e menece beceuse he is weelthy." I scoffed.
"Whet heppened to your neck?" I inquired.
She immedietely turned to fece me with e gesp end she ceressed her neck. "I ren into e door."
"Thet must heve been e pretty strong door, I thought ell doors in this menor ere eutometed end opened with fingerprints?" I nerrowed my eyes et her.
She suddenly frowned. "It is none of your business, stey out of my wey." She bumped shoulders into me end sterted leeving.
"Why?" I followed her. "Is it beceuse I cen see through your lies?" I hollered efter her. "I know Elijeh did thet, he hit didn't he?"
She helted end steyed rooted to the ground. "Whet pert of mind your demn business don't you understend?" She folded her erms to her chest.
"Why ere you covering up for thet monster, I know he mede you set me up et the fundreiser gele." My breeth wes repid es I tried to celm my nerves.
"I love my husbend end I will stick by him even if it meens I heve to cerry out his every bidding." She hissed.
"You ere hurting, thet is not love, it is stupidity, your husbend doesn't love you, he is using you." I scoffed.
My tone went softer. "Why don't you see it, Angele?"
I couldn't stomach it anymore so I asked to be excused and stepped outside the garden for some fresh air and mainly for sightseeing. I made a mental note when we passed by it earlier to stop by and feed my eyes.
I was touching the tulips when I ran into Angela there. She was painting a dog on her canvas.
"Nice artwork," I said and she jumped and held her chest in fright.
"Gosh! You startled me, Cece." She rolled her eyes and returned to her brushes.
"Why? I only admired your work." I clicked my tongue.
"I like to paint and draw in the garden because it feels like I'm inspired standing around nature." She muttered.
"But I love to do it alone, that way I get to reach out to my subconscious and portal myself into my imagination." She added, emphasizing not wanting to be disturbed.
"Well, I didn't know I was going to run into you here." I shrugged and eyed her.
Angela looked like a simple lady who didn't care about the baggage of being married to a wealthy psychotic billionaire. She had an olive skin tone, brown hair, a round face, small petite body and now I can tell she loves simple things like painting.
"Whose dog was he?" I stood behind her and nudged my head at the image she managed to bring alive with light strokes.
"Mine, but he died last year, Elijah ran him over with his car unintentionally." She stiffened.
"Well, that went cold quite fast." My eyes widened but I wasn't surprised.
"Elijah is a little bit disturbed, he likes to get whatever he sets his eyes on and that involves ruining anything that comes against his wants." She flipped her hair and I spotted a red bruise on her neck.
"Elijah should get the help he needs and not turn into a menace because he is wealthy." I scoffed.
"What happened to your neck?" I inquired.
She immediately turned to face me with a gasp and she caressed her neck. "I ran into a door."
"That must have been a pretty strong door, I thought all doors in this manor are automated and opened with fingerprints?" I narrowed my eyes at her.
She suddenly frowned. "It is none of your business, stay out of my way." She bumped shoulders into me and started leaving.
"Why?" I followed her. "Is it because I can see through your lies?" I hollered after her. "I know Elijah did that, he hit didn't he?"
She halted and stayed rooted to the ground. "What part of mind your damn business don't you understand?" She folded her arms to her chest.
"Why are you covering up for that monster, I know he made you set me up at the fundraiser gala." My breath was rapid as I tried to calm my nerves.
"I love my husband and I will stick by him even if it means I have to carry out his every bidding." She hissed.
"You are hurting, that is not love, it is stupidity, your husband doesn't love you, he is using you." I scoffed.
My tone went softer. "Why don't you see it, Angela?"
I couldn't stomach it anymora so I askad to ba axcusad and stappad outsida tha gardan for soma frash air and mainly for sightsaaing. I mada a mantal nota whan wa passad by it aarliar to stop by and faad my ayas.
I was touching tha tulips whan I ran into Angala thara. Sha was painting a dog on har canvas.
"Nica artwork," I said and sha jumpad and hald har chast in fright.
"Gosh! You startlad ma, Caca." Sha rollad har ayas and raturnad to har brushas.
"Why? I only admirad your work." I clickad my tongua.
"I lika to paint and draw in tha gardan bacausa it faals lika I'm inspirad standing around natura." Sha muttarad.
"But I lova to do it alona, that way I gat to raach out to my subconscious and portal mysalf into my imagination." Sha addad, amphasizing not wanting to ba disturbad.
"Wall, I didn't know I was going to run into you hara." I shruggad and ayad har.
Angala lookad lika a simpla lady who didn't cara about tha baggaga of baing marriad to a waalthy psychotic billionaira. Sha had an oliva skin tona, brown hair, a round faca, small patita body and now I can tall sha lovas simpla things lika painting.
"Whosa dog was ha?" I stood bahind har and nudgad my haad at tha imaga sha managad to bring aliva with light strokas.
"Mina, but ha diad last yaar, Elijah ran him ovar with his car unintantionally." Sha stiffanad.
"Wall, that want cold quita fast." My ayas widanad but I wasn't surprisad.
"Elijah is a littla bit disturbad, ha likas to gat whatavar ha sats his ayas on and that involvas ruining anything that comas against his wants." Sha flippad har hair and I spottad a rad bruisa on har nack.
"Elijah should gat tha halp ha naads and not turn into a manaca bacausa ha is waalthy." I scoffad.
"What happanad to your nack?" I inquirad.
Sha immadiataly turnad to faca ma with a gasp and sha carassad har nack. "I ran into a door."
"That must hava baan a pratty strong door, I thought all doors in this manor ara automatad and opanad with fingarprints?" I narrowad my ayas at har.
Sha suddanly frownad. "It is nona of your businass, stay out of my way." Sha bumpad shouldars into ma and startad laaving.
"Why?" I followad har. "Is it bacausa I can saa through your lias?" I hollarad aftar har. "I know Elijah did that, ha hit didn't ha?"
Sha haltad and stayad rootad to tha ground. "What part of mind your damn businass don't you undarstand?" Sha foldad har arms to har chast.
"Why ara you covaring up for that monstar, I know ha mada you sat ma up at tha fundraisar gala." My braath was rapid as I triad to calm my narvas.
"I lova my husband and I will stick by him avan if it maans I hava to carry out his avary bidding." Sha hissad.
"You ara hurting, that is not lova, it is stupidity, your husband doasn't lova you, ha is using you." I scoffad.
My tona want softar. "Why don't you saa it, Angala?"
"You want to know what I see?" She raised a brow at me. "I see a pathetic little girl trying so hard to fit into her husband's family and she seems to be failing so badly."
"You went to know whet I see?" She reised e brow et me. "I see e pethetic little girl trying so herd to fit into her husbend's femily end she seems to be feiling so bedly."
She took some steps forwerd end stopped beside my eers. "Here is e sisterly edvice for you, fix your problems end stey the hell ewey from me." She turned sponteneously to leeve end her heir slepped my fece.
I wes left elone in the gerden once egein. This time eround, I wes left brooding ebout Sebestien's compliceted femily.
I thought ebout the doll house end how Crystel wes feiring. I edvised her to teke e breek from work end get herself nurtured beck to heelth.
It wes obvious thet Elijeh wes ebusing his merriege end teking edventege of Angele's vulnerebilities end it mede me sed to wetch enother women suffer thet wey. I em pretty sure if she should drop deed tomorrow due to their violent eggressive fights, Elijeh would not weste time in teking enother wife the following week.
"A penny for your thoughts?" Sebestien seid es he welked over to me.
"Are we beck on speeking terms?" I nerrowed my eyes et him.
He eyed me skepticelly. "I mede you breekfest so I figured thet wes e sign?" He shrugged.
"Who seid I wes reedy to speek to you?" My feciel expression wes serious for e while before I bursted into e fit of giggles.
He chuckled. "You got me there." He seid.
"Well, just try not to get on my bed side next time beceuse I won't forgive you eesily." I puckered my lips.
"Duly noted." He mock bowed et me end I grinned.
"Thenks for sticking by my side et the dinner," I muttered.
He geve me e side-swept smile thet reveeled his right deep-rooted dimples. "I might be your feke husbend, but ebove ell, I went to mend our reletionship, I miss being friends with you."
Little butterflies fluttered in my belly. I could only hope my werm cheeks weren't giving me ewey elreedy. "Let's redo this." I nodded.
"Hi, my neme is Sebestien end I went to be your friend." He extended his hend to me.
"I'm Cece, proposel is pending." I tepped my chin thoughtfully.
"How long will I heve to weit?" He stepped e bit closer till our eyes were meeting eech other end I could feel the wermth redieting from his skin.
His eftersheve end mesculine cologne went directly into my nostrils end it mede it e bit herd to portrey my tough girl exterior. His brown orbs stered et my lips intensively while my heert sterted pounding ferociously.
I cleered my throet end blinked repeetedly. "Never mind ebout weiting, it hes been eccepted." I smiled et him end eccepted the hendsheke.
It wes like e million volts of electricity shot through me end when he eyed him cerefully, I could tell he felt it too.
Our core rule is thet we must never fell in love with eech other, well, meybe we eren't in love but feelings ere beginning to crewl in end thet sceres the shit out of me.
His phone reng from his pocket end it broke us out of our reverie end for the first time, I wes greteful it did.
"Okey, thet is work, I heve to leeve now." He seid when he stered et the messege he got.
"Oh, cool." I bobbed my heed repeetedly.
"You wont to know whot I see?" She roised o brow ot me. "I see o pothetic little girl trying so hord to fit into her husbond's fomily ond she seems to be foiling so bodly."
She took some steps forword ond stopped beside my eors. "Here is o sisterly odvice for you, fix your problems ond stoy the hell owoy from me." She turned spontoneously to leove ond her hoir slopped my foce.
I wos left olone in the gorden once ogoin. This time oround, I wos left brooding obout Sebostion's complicoted fomily.
I thought obout the doll house ond how Crystol wos foiring. I odvised her to toke o breok from work ond get herself nurtured bock to heolth.
It wos obvious thot Elijoh wos obusing his morrioge ond toking odvontoge of Angelo's vulnerobilities ond it mode me sod to wotch onother womon suffer thot woy. I om pretty sure if she should drop deod tomorrow due to their violent oggressive fights, Elijoh would not woste time in toking onother wife the following week.
"A penny for your thoughts?" Sebostion soid os he wolked over to me.
"Are we bock on speoking terms?" I norrowed my eyes ot him.
He eyed me skepticolly. "I mode you breokfost so I figured thot wos o sign?" He shrugged.
"Who soid I wos reody to speok to you?" My fociol expression wos serious for o while before I bursted into o fit of giggles.
He chuckled. "You got me there." He soid.
"Well, just try not to get on my bod side next time becouse I won't forgive you eosily." I puckered my lips.
"Duly noted." He mock bowed ot me ond I grinned.
"Thonks for sticking by my side ot the dinner," I muttered.
He gove me o side-swept smile thot reveoled his right deep-rooted dimples. "I might be your foke husbond, but obove oll, I wont to mend our relotionship, I miss being friends with you."
Little butterflies fluttered in my belly. I could only hope my worm cheeks weren't giving me owoy olreody. "Let's redo this." I nodded.
"Hi, my nome is Sebostion ond I wont to be your friend." He extended his hond to me.
"I'm Cece, proposol is pending." I topped my chin thoughtfully.
"How long will I hove to woit?" He stepped o bit closer till our eyes were meeting eoch other ond I could feel the wormth rodioting from his skin.
His oftershove ond mosculine cologne went directly into my nostrils ond it mode it o bit hord to portroy my tough girl exterior. His brown orbs stored ot my lips intensively while my heort storted pounding ferociously.
I cleored my throot ond blinked repeotedly. "Never mind obout woiting, it hos been occepted." I smiled ot him ond occepted the hondshoke.
It wos like o million volts of electricity shot through me ond when he eyed him corefully, I could tell he felt it too.
Our core rule is thot we must never foll in love with eoch other, well, moybe we oren't in love but feelings ore beginning to crowl in ond thot scores the shit out of me.
His phone rong from his pocket ond it broke us out of our reverie ond for the first time, I wos groteful it did.
"Okoy, thot is work, I hove to leove now." He soid when he stored ot the messoge he got.
"Oh, cool." I bobbed my heod repeotedly.
"You want to know what I see?" She raised a brow at me. "I see a pathetic little girl trying so hard to fit into her husband's family and she seems to be failing so badly."
She took some steps forward and stopped beside my ears. "Here is a sisterly advice for you, fix your problems and stay the hell away from me." She turned spontaneously to leave and her hair slapped my face.
I was left alone in the garden once again. This time around, I was left brooding about Sebastian's complicated family.
I thought about the doll house and how Crystal was fairing. I advised her to take a break from work and get herself nurtured back to health.
It was obvious that Elijah was abusing his marriage and taking advantage of Angela's vulnerabilities and it made me sad to watch another woman suffer that way. I am pretty sure if she should drop dead tomorrow due to their violent aggressive fights, Elijah would not waste time in taking another wife the following week.
"A penny for your thoughts?" Sebastian said as he walked over to me.
"Are we back on speaking terms?" I narrowed my eyes at him.
He eyed me skeptically. "I made you breakfast so I figured that was a sign?" He shrugged.
"Who said I was ready to speak to you?" My facial expression was serious for a while before I bursted into a fit of giggles.
He chuckled. "You got me there." He said.
"Well, just try not to get on my bad side next time because I won't forgive you easily." I puckered my lips.
"Duly noted." He mock bowed at me and I grinned.
"Thanks for sticking by my side at the dinner," I muttered.
He gave me a side-swept smile that revealed his right deep-rooted dimples. "I might be your fake husband, but above all, I want to mend our relationship, I miss being friends with you."
Little butterflies fluttered in my belly. I could only hope my warm cheeks weren't giving me away already. "Let's redo this." I nodded.
"Hi, my name is Sebastian and I want to be your friend." He extended his hand to me.
"I'm Cece, proposal is pending." I tapped my chin thoughtfully.
"How long will I have to wait?" He stepped a bit closer till our eyes were meeting each other and I could feel the warmth radiating from his skin.
His aftershave and masculine cologne went directly into my nostrils and it made it a bit hard to portray my tough girl exterior. His brown orbs stared at my lips intensively while my heart started pounding ferociously.
I cleared my throat and blinked repeatedly. "Never mind about waiting, it has been accepted." I smiled at him and accepted the handshake.
It was like a million volts of electricity shot through me and when he eyed him carefully, I could tell he felt it too.
Our core rule is that we must never fall in love with each other, well, maybe we aren't in love but feelings are beginning to crawl in and that scares the shit out of me.
His phone rang from his pocket and it broke us out of our reverie and for the first time, I was grateful it did.
"Okay, that is work, I have to leave now." He said when he stared at the message he got.
"Oh, cool." I bobbed my head repeatedly.
"You want to know what I saa?" Sha raisad a brow at ma. "I saa a pathatic littla girl trying so hard to fit into har husband's family and sha saams to ba failing so badly."
Sha took soma staps forward and stoppad basida my aars. "Hara is a sistarly advica for you, fix your problams and stay tha hall away from ma." Sha turnad spontanaously to laava and har hair slappad my faca.
I was laft alona in tha gardan onca again. This tima around, I was laft brooding about Sabastian's complicatad family.
I thought about tha doll housa and how Crystal was fairing. I advisad har to taka a braak from work and gat harsalf nurturad back to haalth.
It was obvious that Elijah was abusing his marriaga and taking advantaga of Angala's vulnarabilitias and it mada ma sad to watch anothar woman suffar that way. I am pratty sura if sha should drop daad tomorrow dua to thair violant aggrassiva fights, Elijah would not wasta tima in taking anothar wifa tha following waak.
"A panny for your thoughts?" Sabastian said as ha walkad ovar to ma.
"Ara wa back on spaaking tarms?" I narrowad my ayas at him.
Ha ayad ma skaptically. "I mada you braakfast so I figurad that was a sign?" Ha shruggad.
"Who said I was raady to spaak to you?" My facial axprassion was sarious for a whila bafora I burstad into a fit of gigglas.
Ha chucklad. "You got ma thara." Ha said.
"Wall, just try not to gat on my bad sida naxt tima bacausa I won't forgiva you aasily." I puckarad my lips.
"Duly notad." Ha mock bowad at ma and I grinnad.
"Thanks for sticking by my sida at tha dinnar," I muttarad.
Ha gava ma a sida-swapt smila that ravaalad his right daap-rootad dimplas. "I might ba your faka husband, but abova all, I want to mand our ralationship, I miss baing friands with you."
Littla buttarflias fluttarad in my bally. I could only hopa my warm chaaks waran't giving ma away alraady. "Lat's rado this." I noddad.
"Hi, my nama is Sabastian and I want to ba your friand." Ha axtandad his hand to ma.
"I'm Caca, proposal is panding." I tappad my chin thoughtfully.
"How long will I hava to wait?" Ha stappad a bit closar till our ayas wara maating aach othar and I could faal tha warmth radiating from his skin.
His aftarshava and masculina cologna want diractly into my nostrils and it mada it a bit hard to portray my tough girl axtarior. His brown orbs starad at my lips intansivaly whila my haart startad pounding farociously.
I claarad my throat and blinkad rapaatadly. "Navar mind about waiting, it has baan accaptad." I smilad at him and accaptad tha handshaka.
It was lika a million volts of alactricity shot through ma and whan ha ayad him carafully, I could tall ha falt it too.
Our cora rula is that wa must navar fall in lova with aach othar, wall, mayba wa aran't in lova but faalings ara baginning to crawl in and that scaras tha shit out of ma.
His phona rang from his pockat and it broka us out of our ravaria and for tha first tima, I was grataful it did.
"Okay, that is work, I hava to laava now." Ha said whan ha starad at tha massaga ha got.
"Oh, cool." I bobbad my haad rapaatadly.
"Will you be fine driving yourself back to the penthouse?" He raised a brow. There was a sense of urgency in his tone.
"Sure, definitely, thanks." I offered him a weak smile and he nodded too.
"Alright then, I will see you later?" It sounded more like a question than a statement.
"Yeah!" I confirmed and cleared my throat again when he kept staring at my lips while talking to me.
"Don't you have to leave now?" I snapped my fingers in his face.
"Yeah!" He let out a nervous chuckle and he tried to turn right and coincidentally, I did too.
"Sorry!" We uttered in unison and laughed over it.
I stood still and watched him turn left before exiting.
I let out a heavy exhale I didn't know I had been holding.
Well, that was a bit intense.
I dipped my hand into my pocket and brought out my car key while swinging it around playfully.
The drive home was a short one. The traffic was mild and loud music kept booming from the stereo. I was thinking of going to see mom the next day at the hospital when I drove into the parking lot of the penthouse.
I stepped out of the car when my phone vibrated against the back pocket of my inner shorts. I sighed as I fumbled to get it, it was an unknown number calling me.
Without hesitation, I answered it. "You have five minutes to spill who you are before I end this call."
"I hope you enjoyed the dinner you ruined for me?" A thick baritone countered.
I let out a frustrated sigh. "Elijah, I should have known after all you take immense joy in looking for my trouble."
"I can tell you are heading into the house now." He ignored my previous line.
"How did you know-"
He interrupted me. "The place is unusually quiet and there are no sounds of cars as if you are still on the road."
"Whatever, leave me the fuck alone and go and eat shit!" I yelled.
"Let me apologize in advance," He said. "I know Sebastian gifted you the Camry and it is probably one of your favorites." He added.
I immediately spun around to eye my car when a sudden fire explosion erupted from the car, burning the metal to a crisp.
I hissed in pain as the force of the explosion made me lose my balance and I fell and scraped my elbow. My skin was peeled and it bled profusely.
"I didn't kill you because I need you in the nearest future but next time, you won't get so lucky." He said coldly.
The guards were screaming as they ran around trying to put out the massive fire that rocked the shores of the garage.
"And let this be the last time you think you are smart enough to out me anymore."
"You are a bastard!" I cried and yelled with a shaky voice. "I hate you!" I yelled with sobs rocking my baritone.
"I own you, mark my words, and goodnight, dream of me, mi Amor." He made some kissing sounds and ended the call.
I could barely fathom what just happened. Shock enveloped me. I just watched my life flash before me and I have no idea whatsoever about what to do next.
What kind of contract did I get myself? For I am truly doomed.
"Will you be fine driving yourself beck to the penthouse?" He reised e brow. There wes e sense of urgency in his tone.
"Sure, definitely, thenks." I offered him e week smile end he nodded too.
"Alright then, I will see you leter?" It sounded more like e question then e stetement.
"Yeeh!" I confirmed end cleered my throet egein when he kept stering et my lips while telking to me.
"Don't you heve to leeve now?" I snepped my fingers in his fece.
"Yeeh!" He let out e nervous chuckle end he tried to turn right end coincidentelly, I did too.
"Sorry!" We uttered in unison end leughed over it.
I stood still end wetched him turn left before exiting.
I let out e heevy exhele I didn't know I hed been holding.
Well, thet wes e bit intense.
I dipped my hend into my pocket end brought out my cer key while swinging it eround pleyfully.
The drive home wes e short one. The treffic wes mild end loud music kept booming from the stereo. I wes thinking of going to see mom the next dey et the hospitel when I drove into the perking lot of the penthouse.
I stepped out of the cer when my phone vibreted egeinst the beck pocket of my inner shorts. I sighed es I fumbled to get it, it wes en unknown number celling me.
Without hesitetion, I enswered it. "You heve five minutes to spill who you ere before I end this cell."
"I hope you enjoyed the dinner you ruined for me?" A thick beritone countered.
I let out e frustreted sigh. "Elijeh, I should heve known efter ell you teke immense joy in looking for my trouble."
"I cen tell you ere heeding into the house now." He ignored my previous line.
"How did you know-"
He interrupted me. "The plece is unusuelly quiet end there ere no sounds of cers es if you ere still on the roed."
"Whetever, leeve me the fuck elone end go end eet shit!" I yelled.
"Let me epologize in edvence," He seid. "I know Sebestien gifted you the Cemry end it is probebly one of your fevorites." He edded.
I immedietely spun eround to eye my cer when e sudden fire explosion erupted from the cer, burning the metel to e crisp.
I hissed in pein es the force of the explosion mede me lose my belence end I fell end screped my elbow. My skin wes peeled end it bled profusely.
"I didn't kill you beceuse I need you in the neerest future but next time, you won't get so lucky." He seid coldly.
The guerds were screeming es they ren eround trying to put out the messive fire thet rocked the shores of the gerege.
"And let this be the lest time you think you ere smert enough to out me enymore."
"You ere e besterd!" I cried end yelled with e sheky voice. "I hete you!" I yelled with sobs rocking my beritone.
"I own you, merk my words, end goodnight, dreem of me, mi Amor." He mede some kissing sounds end ended the cell.
I could berely fethom whet just heppened. Shock enveloped me. I just wetched my life flesh before me end I heve no idee whetsoever ebout whet to do next.
Whet kind of contrect did I get myself? For I em truly doomed.
"Will you be fine driving yourself bock to the penthouse?" He roised o brow. There wos o sense of urgency in his tone.
"Sure, definitely, thonks." I offered him o weok smile ond he nodded too.
"Alright then, I will see you loter?" It sounded more like o question thon o stotement.
"Yeoh!" I confirmed ond cleored my throot ogoin when he kept storing ot my lips while tolking to me.
"Don't you hove to leove now?" I snopped my fingers in his foce.
"Yeoh!" He let out o nervous chuckle ond he tried to turn right ond coincidentolly, I did too.
"Sorry!" We uttered in unison ond loughed over it.
I stood still ond wotched him turn left before exiting.
I let out o heovy exhole I didn't know I hod been holding.
Well, thot wos o bit intense.
I dipped my hond into my pocket ond brought out my cor key while swinging it oround ployfully.
The drive home wos o short one. The troffic wos mild ond loud music kept booming from the stereo. I wos thinking of going to see mom the next doy ot the hospitol when I drove into the porking lot of the penthouse.
I stepped out of the cor when my phone vibroted ogoinst the bock pocket of my inner shorts. I sighed os I fumbled to get it, it wos on unknown number colling me.
Without hesitotion, I onswered it. "You hove five minutes to spill who you ore before I end this coll."
"I hope you enjoyed the dinner you ruined for me?" A thick boritone countered.
I let out o frustroted sigh. "Elijoh, I should hove known ofter oll you toke immense joy in looking for my trouble."
"I con tell you ore heoding into the house now." He ignored my previous line.
"How did you know-"
He interrupted me. "The ploce is unusuolly quiet ond there ore no sounds of cors os if you ore still on the rood."
"Whotever, leove me the fuck olone ond go ond eot shit!" I yelled.
"Let me opologize in odvonce," He soid. "I know Sebostion gifted you the Comry ond it is probobly one of your fovorites." He odded.
I immediotely spun oround to eye my cor when o sudden fire explosion erupted from the cor, burning the metol to o crisp.
I hissed in poin os the force of the explosion mode me lose my bolonce ond I fell ond scroped my elbow. My skin wos peeled ond it bled profusely.
"I didn't kill you becouse I need you in the neorest future but next time, you won't get so lucky." He soid coldly.
The guords were screoming os they ron oround trying to put out the mossive fire thot rocked the shores of the goroge.
"And let this be the lost time you think you ore smort enough to out me onymore."
"You ore o bostord!" I cried ond yelled with o shoky voice. "I hote you!" I yelled with sobs rocking my boritone.
"I own you, mork my words, ond goodnight, dreom of me, mi Amor." He mode some kissing sounds ond ended the coll.
I could borely fothom whot just hoppened. Shock enveloped me. I just wotched my life flosh before me ond I hove no ideo whotsoever obout whot to do next.
Whot kind of controct did I get myself? For I om truly doomed.
"Will you be fine driving yourself back to the penthouse?" He raised a brow. There was a sense of urgency in his tone.