Chapter 7

KATHERINE

I dropped my tray of food, loosing appetite completely. I looked at the man in anger, wondering what right he had to snoop into my things when I barely even know him, and on top of that, he was telling me what I should do and not do with my life. Like, the fuck!

“I didn’t think I gave you the permission to snoop through my items,” I said coldly.

He leaned back on the seat, and just then, a waiter brought him Chinese burger and orange juice. He said nothing, and waited till we were alone again, all the while I was seething.

“I’m Antonio, and I don’t like watching women make the biggest mistakes of their lives,” he said as he tried to open the orange juice.

I scoffed. “I see. You’re supposedly the advocate for women rights. Where is your certificate?” I asked sarcastically.

He ignored the question as he took a sip of his juice and then placed in his tray. His eyes moved towards the document, and I noticed that his eyes turned into slits. I tried hard not to loose my temper wit