I went looking for Jenny immediately after I left his room, informing her that I will be going home for a short while to pack a little stuff.
“You should at least have your breakfast before leaving.”
“Yeah, I'd love to, but I can't. I need to get going.”
I would rather not tell her the main reason I want to leave this early when I could have gone later in the afternoon or even evening.
First, I don't want Armani to change his mind because he initially said no. Plus, I am trying to avoid having contact with dad.
“Would you at least tell the boss to ask one of his drivers to take you home?”
I wonder if Jenny is oblivious to the issue going on, or if she just chooses to ignore it.
Or maybe, her boss is the type to bring home a strange person and introduce her as his wife. I mean, is that not the exact thing he did?
I went into my room to grab my purse so that I can take my leave.
I was stopped in the middle of the sitting room when a lady walk in and casually kiss Armani.
He pulls her back, and they begin to exchange spit. Gross, I try to walk away without getting their attention, but it was too late.
“Hey” Armani called out.
I looked at him with a questioning look. I mean, I don't understand a thing that is going on here. Just yesterday, after I have been told that my father sold me off to him, he introduced me as his wife to his workers and this morning, he has some little barbie all over him.
“Charlotte here has brought a few things that you would be needing for a short while. Once you have settled, I guess you can sort the rest by yourself.”
I look over at the so-called Charlotte and I sigh inwardly. Am I a joke to these people?
“Thank you”
“Is that how you show gratitude towards someone who saved your life?” Charlotte said rudely.
“Excuse me?”
“Yes?”
“First off, I do not know who you are, and I guess we can skip the introduction part. I owe you nothing, I mean, what good deed did you do for me?”
“You are such a bitch, no wonder your father sold you out. You must have been a burden.”
"And who are you, if I ask?”
“Oh! I thought we are skipping the introduction part. I am Charlotte, Armani's girlfriend.”
“I see… So, you are one of those bitches who derive pleasure in fucking their boss.”
“At least I am doing it out of my free will, unlike you who have to spend the rest of your life with a stranger.”
That hit so bad.
I could stand the bitch insulting me, but I am afraid I will end up in prison if I lay my hands on her.
I walk out with pure anger. Heaven knows I'll transfer my aggression to anyone who tries to mess me with right now.
I didn't meet anyone at the entrance when I got home and had no intention of seeing any of them right now because so help me god if anyone tries shit with me, I do not mind stabbing them where they would not escape death and eventually go to the prison I spent the whole of my life like.
Anger, and fury, despite being the only emotions void inside of me at the moment.
I parked almost all the things in my room because every single thing I own means a lot to me.
I was struggling with the luggage as I try to push them down the stairs.
I manage to put them all inside my car and leave, but then, I forgot my favourite book.
I rushed back inside to pick up the books, and I met my father on my way out.
Anger consumes me.
“What are you doing here?
Don't tell me you ran away from your husband. I am wrong, right?”
I looked at the man I once considered my father in disgust.
“Lila!!!” He screamed.
“What?
Yes, I might be your daughter, but I am not a coward like you.
Running away? Nay, that is not something I'd do. And did I hear you say, husband?
Whose husband? Do you mean the cheat you sold me to that brought in a girl this morning?
You must be kidding me.”
“Did you just talk back at me?”
“You need to grow up Dad, you raised three children, yet none can look you in the eye to talk back to you. Is that what you call pride?
Ain't you ashamed of yourself?
Your wife can't talk to you, you create unnecessary fear in the minds of your children. You turn your children's backs against each other, turning one into your puppet, the other into your enemy and your only female child you have, what did you do to that one?
You destroyed her all thanks to your greed. And you are still demanding respect?
You would probably get your last respect when they are digging your grave.”
“Lila, what has gotten into you? Mom tried to stop me.
“Get your hands off me, mother. Haven't you done enough?
You ruin us, I am not blaming you for your past, but at least you could have corrected your presence so that it won't affect your future.
You took every bit of father's shit and that is not even my business, but us?
What did we ever do to offend you?
You treated us like scorn since we were little.
What did we ever do wrong?
You see us as the result of your past mistakes, but who's the account?
It was all your fault.
It all started with you. It was you who ruin our lives by getting married to a heartless man and staying married to him.
The whole thing begins with you. You mom!!!”
I said angrily, leaving all of them in shock.
I can't stand staying here for another minute, so I took my books and walk past them angrily.
It was at this moment I knew I can't go back to that house.
I won't have any man maltreat me all my life like my father did to mom.
No, not again.
History will not repeat itself with me.
Lila’s POVI was huddled up by the head of the bed, with Leo standing by the door when suddenly, he froze. From what I had observed from my obnoxious and mean husband, Armani, he was afraid of no one. So, what could his friend, Leo, be fearful of?My scared eyes watched him as a hawk as he retrieved his hand from the silver door handle, still staring at the door like it had an answer embedded in it.The next thing that happened went by so fast that it was hard to take note of it. One minute, Leo was standing by the door, his handsome features backing me, and the next, he dashed into the closet, closing the door quietly against himself.I could see what he was running away from when the door was pushed open, and Armani stepped in, looking as menacing as ever. He had worn a jacket over the dark outfit he had on a few hours ago when he was torturing me in the basement.Intense fear overpowered me again as he strolled further into the room, his eyes on the window at the far end and on the
Leo’s POVThe bar was silent the minute Armani stepped out, leaving me to my thoughts. I knew the right thing to do was to down my tequila and head over to my mansion. I had a lot of papers waiting for me in my office, and my cousin, Greg, was throwing a party that needed me in attendance.But for some reason, I couldn’t leave Armani’s mansion.My mind kept going back to Lila, wondering how she was doing. I had almost broken the glass to shards with my hands when Armani mentioned that the Donald clan had planned to get through to him through Lila.It felt strange to me because usually, I barely paid attention to Armani and his ways. We made the best pair ever, and it had worked for me over the years. While he was excessive in torture, I preferred slow and steady planning. The effect was always more brutal. But that didn’t mean I didn’t condone it when Armani inflicted torture on people.Although I find it boring, I still watch him, enjoying the thrill and relief it brings to his face.
Armani’s POVIf Leo wasn’t my friend, his head would have been hanging on a stake right at this minute. No one dared to walk into the torture room, especially after I gave strict others to be left alone with my wife. When it came to torturing Lila, I basked in the feeling – one that her father handed to me on a platter.“Your business is in the rest of the mansion, apart from here, Leo,” I sternly muttered, half-expecting him to take the cue and get the fuck out of the basement. Instead, he came closer with a muscle jutting in his chin, like he was displeased at what I was doing.Leo had always been the one with the most human feelings, but that didn’t mean he was nice. While I tended to react on the spot, Leo brooded over it each time someone crossed him. He preferred to map out his plans slowly, punishing the offender when he least expected.We were polar opposites, yet we worked so well together.“Your business doubles as mine, brother,” he said, chuckling. Giving Lila a once over,
Lila’s POVIt wasn’t my first time getting locked up in the torture room, yet I couldn’t stop the shivers from erupting through my spine. Nobody could ever get used to getting beat up almost every day because their father couldn’t keep his greed in check. Fuck James Brown!I could hear the footsteps of his men parade in the torture room, and I was scared that they would drag me to the center of the room again. I felt a sharp pain through my wrist where Armani had pulled me as if reminding me that it could happen at any minute again. Against myself, I wondered if Bella was doing okay. I hadn’t heard from her since the last time I was at her house, and with Armani threatening to do something bad to her if I stepped one toe out of line again, I couldn’t help but wonder if he actually went through with his plans. The torture room was located in the basement of the mansion, so sunlight barely came down there, but at least the only thing I could hear was Alexa’s voice each time someone
Armani’s POVThe silence that reverberated around the room irked me to the core, and it took everything within me not to smash something against the intruder’s head. My men knew how much I hated silence when I asked a question, and this stranger was just getting on my nerves. “Did you lose your tongue on the way here?” I bellowed, glaring daggers at him. I enjoyed watching him cower in fright, his head almost touching the ground. Usually, I would ask him to be thrown into the torture room until he was in enough pain to force him to talk. But with everything that had happened today, I surprisingly still had adrenaline pumping through me, mixed with a little boredom.This fucker here could entertain me today, especially since Leo rudely interrupted my sweet time with Lila. Sitting on the white couch, I snapped a finger to the housekeeper hanging around, and a glass of iced scotch was in my hand in a minute. I put the glass against my lips, taking my precious time to down its content.
Armani’s POV“It wouldn't look too good for me to come out covered in your blood, now would it be darling?” I asked, with a smirk plastered on my face as I tightened my grip around her wrist.“Armani!” The same voice from earlier called out violently from behind me as I heard hurried footsteps coming from behind as well.I clenched my jaw as I let go of her, glaring at Lila in front of me, watching another figure approach us from the dark. For some reason, I could tell whoever it was happened to be someone familiar from the sound of their voice in the dark.“You have to chill out man!” The familiar voice scowled coming into the light, and just when he did I realized who it was standing right in front of me.Leo!!!…“What do you want?” I asked, my voice coming across colder than intended. Leo quickly had his eyes on her behind me, avoiding my menacing gaze and then he walked past me as he had her pulled back up to her feet dragging her onto the car.Caring motherfucking Leo.I loathed