Rhysand was already out of bed—standing with his back to me, putting on his shirt. I rushed to sit up while grabbing the blanket to cover my naked body with my hands that were still shaking violently. The whole inside of me also did the same thing. The man turned around, looking at me expressionlessly."Stop fighting me, and I will apologize." he said, flatly.I frowned deeply. Anger rose until it stuck in the middle of my throat like a ping pong ball. This man is truly unrepentant.What an asshole.Reflex took over me, I picked up the decoration from the nightstand and without thinking anything else, I threw it with force.What a shoot.It hit his head.Rhysand winced, touching his forehead with his palm. Bloody one.Then, he glared at me, I just stared at him with a gaze that succumbed to my anger. I fought him, even though it wouldn't do anything, but it would let him know that I was really mad at him. On the other hand, I'm looking forward to it. The anger he would throw at me bec
He didn't take me where I had guessed. We are somewhere else, not Barcelona or Madrid, but San Sebastian.A place in the northern part of Spain that I have never visited and is one of the cities on my list that I want to visit for my vacation. It's been a long time since I made that note. The first city is Kastoria which is in Greece, where my father is from, Vanadzor in Armenia, and lastly, San Sebastian because I see this city is quite beautiful.My dream is to travel the world alone, and I didn't expect Rhysand to make it happen so quickly. A strange, anticipatory movement went through me.Is this just a coincidence or does he really know everything about me, even about the note that was recorded on my laptop since three years ago?That's impossible, right?He couldn't be that crazy could he?I folded my arms and shuddered in horror if what I thought was really happening. I don't know if it's just my guess or not, but something bad and strange has happened to him. Something strange
Horror ran down my spine when the Bugatti brought by Rhysand stopped at a large, spacious and luxurious neo classic building.At first I thought this was some kind of party hall and there was a party for the 'old money' inside, but I threw my thoughts away after seeing the name of this place on the maps on my phone. This is a nightclub for the upper class, and reserved only for people who are allowed to have access in it. Even worse, this place belonged to Rhysand del Millero, and from what I can remember he was also into some gruesome mafia business. Anything could happen here, all those dark deals he would do here, and...And I didn't know what he was going to do to me that he bring me here.I gulped as horror rose, attacking me brutally. Sending something inside me until I can't do anything but stay seated. "Are you going to sell me?" I can still feel the blood pouring out of my face. I might actually be pale.I didn't look at Rhysand, and didn't want to know what his reaction would
The room was more spacious than I imagined.I think this place is twice as big as Rhysand's own office. There was a glistening black broad table in the middle of the room, and chairs surrounding it completely. Some meaningless furniture and also.. guns were lined up in a glass case in the corner of the room.I swallowed my saliva slowly when I felt a lump suddenly appear in my throat. A luxurious and elegant darkness enveloped this large room, and horror enveloped me.A feeling of tension and goosebumps followed by discomfort pressed against my back. My heart beats fast, my breath comes out slowly under the pressure that squeezes my chest. Not because of a strong arm that tightly wrapped around my waist, but because of everything in this room. The intimidating dark atmosphere, the array of weapons that seemed ready to rip my soul out of me, and the people—so many men—in their expensive suits, who stared at us fixedly and with no expression other than stiff, hard looks that looked like
My blood is boiling over something.What she gave me the other day has worked.Rhysand had indeed said that it was all just photo editing, and that he had really never done anything with Hannah. The woman wanted him, and he doesn't. Rhysand just wanted me, and Hannah was just another problom. He's even done things I never imagined just to make that happen.That was roughly what Rhysand was trying to convey and prove to me.Previously, I had no doubts about it. The evidence I got and how he made me realize that I was stupid for believing what Hannah did. But now… insecurities came creeping in on me. A large ball that narrows in my respiratory tract."You shouldn't be here," Alice's voice sounded. Disgust flowed thickly from her words. “Hannah the ho.”"I'm not a slut." The reply from Hannah came, her alcoholic breath I could even feel from some distance away.She's drunk.I glanced up at her as she looked up at Alice with a red face. She was wearing a tight black dress that reached her
A felling full of horror and terror ran down my spine as I entered the large room that looked more like a penthouse than a club hotel.Clasping my fingers together, I tried to calm myself mentally, trying not to show the storm that was brewing inside me.I believe that Rhysand is the worst human in the world. But seeing that it was happening before my very eyes.. it made something inside me ache. Rhysand even thought of torturing Hannah even harder to the point of making Hannah beg for her own death.And those eyes...Those eyes showed nothing but satisfaction at having hurt her. Would he do that too when he tortured me? Punish me in a painful way?Inhaling slowly and slowly letting it out, I scanned the room. It looked nothing more like his penthouse room in New York.I sat down on one of the small sofas. I'm sure I've tried to calm myself down but the horror gripped me even more. Images, sounds of bones cracking, and the screams of Hannah overwhelm my heart and brain. Everything tha
My head keeps spinning like a tape on a worn out music player. A throb of pain accompanies it, and something tells me to stop spinning or I'll be completely wrecked.I stopped because I found myself asleep at some point, and someone carried me to a comfortable bed. I actually fell asleep, the warmth that covered my whole body allowed me to do it, and then I woke up in the morning.Still at Rhysand's club, in his bed, and I'm alone.But I know that before he was here, and then gone.Inhaling slowly, I tried to get up from my lying position and rubbed my face roughly. The throbbing in my head came back and it wasn't a good thing. I'm going to be sick.Maybe it's all because of the stress that attacks me, and my head can't hold it.I'm going to be sick.And I will look helpless again in his eyes. Why am I this weak?Groaning softly to shake off the frustration that had taken over me, I rubbed my face with my two hands again, and then gazed out at the cityscape through the glass wall that
I wasn't going anywhere for the next five hours because after Elisabeth helped me with my morning, just as Rhysand wanted, two more women came into the room. Came with a few bags in their hands, and then introduced themselves as makeup artists. I already know these two people, appearing on beauty-themed reality shows several times. Then again, knowing that Rhysand even paid them to do something to me... pisses me off completely.I wonder what exactly he prepared for me. What event are we going to attend that he forces me to perform as best I can. And to make matters worse, I was annoyed that he didn't even talk to me or say anything about it. Just their arrival lets me know that there's going to be a big event for Rhysand to attend, and somehow I'm dragged along.I don't like everything about this.The control and coercion he put on me.I can't accept this.And I won't be able to do anything even if I want to escape from this place right now."You are very beautiful." Someone's talkin