Chapter 22 - Twenty-Two

"Donna 101?" Alexis shrieked at the top of her voice shock flooding through her. "I do not want to be a part of this crazy facade and you're welcoming me into a class?"

"Yes, I am, dear one and don't be a fool to resist this. It will only result in more painful episodes. How's the leg, by the way." Isabella sighed, she just wanted to help. But also, she could not resist taunting her for not accepting help when given. 

"Listen to me child," Isabelle cooed at her, "He has chosen you to bring you home and not to a brothel; respect that. If you want out, it would be in a coffin now because you know our faces and that is risky, given the profession we have. You will receive everything that you could ever imagine, here. You get to conquer the world with him, buy various luxuries that people could die for, avenge yourself against anything, reach new heights, do whatever you want. Now tell me, do you want to die or do you want to do things that people can just dream about?" Isabella whispered the last words wanting to make an effect but she didn't hope for much. The girl needed to think for herself and get selfish. 

She hit a nerve, Alexis knew that. She did want to get revenge from her tormentors but she never had the guts to do so or even think about it up till now. Thomas had once said, 'I will torture you so much that when you finally escape, you will never think of coming back.' And he was right, she never did come back. Not even to meet her mother.

"What's going on in that mind of yours?" Alexis jumped from his voice so close to her.

Keeping a hand on her chest she tried to calm her heart down. "why," she breathed, "why would you do that?"

"You were so lost in your thoughts that you did not even notice my mother leave the room," Angelo replied to her with a hint of a smile.

"Oh ..oh sorry." She looked down and breathed again.

"Do you want revenge?" He shot his words straight at her without any restraints and as always his eyes gauging her reaction. 

"Huh?" Did he know?

"I am marrying you, I know a lot about you, if not everything then almost everything." She looked at him with a bit of uncertainty.

"Come here," he held his arms out in front of her.

"Why?" Hugging herself, she shifted back into the chair, trying to find some security in it. 

"I said come here, I didn't ask you to ask me a question." He hissed back at her. Annoyed about why she couldn't complete a simple task.

"N-no," she spoke firmly but with a stutter, making her mad at herself. 

Angelo smiled but none of his facial muscles moved. He walked in front of her and leaned down. Caressing her hair for a bit, he held them in a tight grip and pulled them.

"What is it with you? Do you want death to come to you?" He whispered pulling her down by her hair and made her bow down to him. "You don't understand, do you? Make this difficult for yourself and face the consequences, accept it and enjoy." He pulled back and stared down at her.

"But you know what I think?" He smirked as if he had figured the entire mystery, "you need to see what you are missing and how grateful you should be." Smiling, he pushed up and walked away.

Alexis maintained herself for a moment, just in case he came back and then got up. Breathing in and out, she looked at the door as if he'd come out any second. She took little steps and went inside the house and took into random directions.

Huffing and puffing, she wondered how big this house was. Finally, after a turn, the living room came into the view. She sighed and went to search for the stairs. How could a man, living on his own, have such a big house?

The couch was pretty soft and she felt like she was on clouds. Now she just wanted a moment for herself. A moment for herself to relax.

"Madam?" The moment was over.

"Yes, Agatha?" She acknowledged but didn't bother to open her eyes. 

"There is in total twenty members of staff in the house; five in the kitchen, two in gardening

, seven for cleaning, three servers and the others are for your every beck and call since they aren't given any specific duties and also-"

"Woah Agatha," Alexis cut her off, "why are you telling me any of this?" 

"Because Donna told me too. You need to handle the household." She respectfully answered. 

"Agatha," she got up and held her shoulders, "I'm not going to be here for a long time okay? So quit telling me this for now." She sighed and walked away ignoring her calls. 

"Alexis," she looked up to see Angelo standing at the front entrance. 

"Come here," he held out his hand. No idea why but she took it and stood next to him, maybe it was the hope to have him drop her back home. It seemed stupid to hope so but that did not stop her from thinking optimistically about this drive and the destination it was going to take her to. 

He pulled her into the parking and pushed her into the car. When his door closed, they immediately started driving. She did not ask any questions because she was too busy enjoying the outside again. Who knew if he was going to shoot her dead in a jungle now? The man seemed to do anything with his opinions and thinking. 

When the car came to a stop she was pulled out and dragged along. All she saw was a building with neon lights and strippers. 

"W-where are we?" She leaned in and asked. Maybe, what Isabelle said had come true. Was he selling her? 

"Nowhere of importance to you. I'll show you what happens when a woman refuses a man like me.." He smiled at her, the dangerous one that a man gave when he thought of something evil.