เข้าสู่ระบบ[Rosie's POV]
"That talk sure doesn't look friendly, it's like he's stressing you" Colton said letting out a soft sigh and I fussed.
"Where are we going? Is the house under siege too because of the guy who is sick in the head?"
"Chris! That's no way to talk about him, you saw what happened earlier, we were attacked and the mansion is not safe yet" I explained, trying not to raise my voice as every one of his questions leaves me hanging.
"Look mom, he's driving past us...now he's beside us!!!" Colton suddenly reported as he leaned to the window, smiling and knocking on the window.
I thinned my lips, as I steadied my drive, letting out a soft pant.
"I want to be a biker mom, I want to ride through the highs and lows" he pressed on but Chris pouted his lips.
"Has he become our personal security? Because it looks like you hired him" he mutters locking eyes with me through the rear mirror but I didn't give him a reply.
I could see Damien waving at me and Colton waving back even though Damien wouldn't see them.
"Colton stick to one, you can't have Harry and a total stranger" Chris whispered beneath his breath and I scoffed.
"There's no harm in being friendly Chris, you don't just judge people and can be positive for once?" I said acting all polite and he scoffed at me while shaking his head.
There was silence between us as I concentrated on the road.
Once I got to Aria's house, I instructed them to stay still while I moved to speak with Aria. Fortunately, Damien didn't follow me as he'd wait for me at the crosswalk.
I dashed inside the house, to find her and I did, with a quick explanation, she understood and then welcomed them with open arms.
Waving them goodbye, I left them and was finally faced with Damien waiting for me. I didn't want to follow him, I didn't want to have him, taking control again.
However, he'd never listen.
I drew closer to him, annoyingly and then I decided to ask;
"Is this how you get clingy on others too?"
He shrugged his shoulders and then tossed me a helmet before addressing me.
"You should have that one first"
I caught it but didn't wear it.
"Answer me"
"I always attend to everyone's need"
"That's different from being followed! It's like you don't trust me"
"I do but you're making it harder and you can't blame me for being judgy" he protested and I scoffed unbelievably at him while shaking his head.
"That's it, you believe I'm a cheat like you" I snapped and then chuckled as my hormones were going spiral and now I was getting offended about everything.
I might lose my kids at this rate and he always showed.
"Is that why you decided to run about with your little men just to get me worked up?"
I scoffed, more offended by his words as I shook my head at him, finding him unbelievable.
"And so you're the only one allowed to cheat"
"I don't cheat and you fucking have no right to question me about that"
"But you have a right to question me?"
"Because I'm the alpha here!"
"A useless one!" I pointed out in fury, glaring at him even though all I see is just a thick face screen which covers him.
He looked frozen as he didn't move but I could tell he was staring at me.
"Turns out that useless alpha is yours"
"For gods sake! Can you ever be serious and stop switching the topic, you piss me off"
"It's enthralling..."
"It's annoying! I don't even have the peace of mind I want!" I yelled at him as my eyes had gone red and I was trembling.
'"I don't know if it's your pride, or whatever it is that makes it look like you can own me but Damien, this isn't the life I want, I can't remain in a cage" I narrated with a heavy heart as i broke down almost tearing up.
My gaze didn't soften, I can't believe I'm trapped with him and now, he's leaning close to me, like he'd want to read every expression I put on and I really want to be alone.
I really want to be with my boys, to comfort them over the scene that happens before, even if they look amazed, I can tell they're still frightened and worked up.
They need me now but I can't be with them because of him! I need to see Harry, to be sure that he's fine after that attack but I can't because of him.
I should be at the shop, but I can't because of him, there's so much I'd want to do without fighting back.
"It's just your mood swing, I'm used to it, now hope on or do you want me to carry you?"
I stared at him, finding him more ridiculous than even what the rumors said and it felt like I'm burning alive and things kept falling apart.
I don't even need to question Harry! I know that I was attacked because of him. Well thanks to him i'm on the general TV and so his enemies or foes are definitely after me.
Poor Harry has to go through a lot.
I was already exhausted and the helmet was still in my hand as I placed it on my head, holding my breath and trying not to break down.
He doesn't care, he wouldn't care. All he wants is his personal interest. Telling him about the boys will only leave me in shreds.
Heaving a sigh and totally surrendering to his command, I found myself sitting behind him on the bike.
Arguing with him is unbearable just as he makes my life unbearable and uncomforting that it hurts me badly.
"Hands on my waist princess" he lightly buttressed like I wasn't mad at him enough, he was giving me every reason to despise him the most.
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