Chapter No.32

Sabrina Costa:

I felt as if we were in a pressure cooker in the storage room; the tension between Carlos and me was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. A foul play between control, need and vengeance danced around his suggestion, hung in the air even long after he went silent. I remained stoic and firm despite being physically close to him, resisting any of his attempts of manipulating me into submission.

“Carlos! Nothing will change for you. Your cheap actions will not help,” I managed to utter as I attempted to remain cool. However, Carlos’s eyes burnt into mine while his warm breathe pressed against me making it difficult to act normal.

He slumped behind a bit and stared at me with sharp eyes sending cold chills in me. "Sabrina, don't be so naive. Everybody knows it’s more than just business, not only I but you as well. My little charity gala, and I will give you what you need. And it is just but a single date that brings all the puzzles into order.

It rubbed me up wrongly