Chapter 176 - One Hundred And Seventy-six

"So if I asked, who kidnapped me, what would you say?" She boldly threw the words at him.

She was not afraid anymore. As the anger flute through her veins, she realises this was the only time that he would answer unadulterated and unfiltered. He was angry at her and was going to shout whatever he felt out.

She stared at him daring him to answer the question. Her eyes were narrowed at his face and she sighed deeply shaking her head as she received in reply.

"No answer?" She stared at his blank face. "That's it? That's your life for me? Everything had that you said you felt for me and whatever bull it was, that it? It's finished?"

She huffed and walked back. That was it? She couldn't believe it. "Even a boy's love in his teens would last more than that! Even he would tell more to his girlfriend and my husband, the fucking Don, cannot tell me what he can know by snapping his fingers?" Her voice is reduced to a mere whisper by now and her chest was moving up and down very frequently. Tears were on the verge of falling from her eyes.

As she decided to speak about what was on her mind she choked on her tears, "Did you even care to know? To find out who did it to me? Or did you frankly just not care.."

"I did give orders to find them." He whispered into the air. What now? Did he not want her to be found? 

She moved her hand in a circular motion telling him to hurry it up and get on with it. She just wanted to know and the faster it happened the better it was.

"I.."

"Oh my god!" She cried. "Say it, just say the words! Just say them!" She cried loudly. "You did not care to know." She broke down to sobs but didn't let go float he matter. "You didn't care about what they did to me or in what conditions were in there!"

She shook her head and palmed her face wanting break down on the floor.

They were right. Everyone was right about the watch they said.

Everyone had second intentions that they always hid about from everyone. Those intentions were nothing but selfish and self-centred. And the reality about them was so bitter to her so she could not even think about how many times she has led Angelo to use her and for what may be the reasons.

She had literary let herself to be a pawn in his game and got herself played by him, dancing on his fingertips just as he wanted.

Everyone was right.

"Have you.." she sighed. She couldn't deal with this anymore. She had to toughen up.

"Leave." She muttered.

"What?" He asked, baffled at what she had said. "What did you just say?"

She turned to him with her shoulders straightened and her back rigid. "I said," she repeated. "Leave."

"This is my house." He argued. "You can't ask me to leave!"

Her eyes widened as she took in what he said. She never knew that she would feel this level of shock.

She was flabbergasted.

"Oh-so." She stammered on what to say. This was damn as hell shocking.

"Now, it's your house?" She nodded on to what he said aggressively. "Fine, I won't stay here then!"

He scoffed. "I didn't say that!"

"Didn't you just say that it is your house?" She asked in a polite I - know - you- are- stupid tone. "You did."

"What's wrong you? You are behaving like a woman!"

Oh, that's it!

"A woman?" She repeated in a whisper and the shouted at the top of her lungs. "The hell have you been having sex with, you retard! A man? Or a child you paedophile?"

"A woman?! Seriously? That's the thing you have to say to me! Huh?!"

"I-" he sighed. "It slipped out of my mouth!" He gave a petty excuse to her and she blinked.

"Wow.." she whispered. That's like being racist and then calling it freedom of speech.

She sighed and looked away. She ignored his existence and went to shower. She took her time. Tonight she wanted to bath with hot water not warm. The burn on her skin made it feel real and happening. Her ignorance had led her here. She had nothing now.

Dr Peterson was right. Noe that's he thought about it, she had realised everything.

She had to know what the intentions were behind someone's actions regarding her. No one had ever shown her pure and harmless actions.

She wanted to smack her head against the walls for the mistakes she had been making so continuously.

She walked out with a towel wrapped around her body. Not caring about anything.

Especially the man who's eyeing hungrily went up and down her body. She didn't even think twice before dropping the towel and opening the closet to take her clothes tonight. She delicately wore the velvet panties and then the silk shorts on them.

Ah, the heavenly feeling.

She then proceeded the wear her shirt and loved the feeling of silk against her back.

"You have not left yet." She observed and said.

"It's m-"

"Then let me leave." She chirped as she continued to moisturize herself.

He sighed. "That can't happen."

"Then you leave." She started again.

"That's not... Are you not bored of it?" He rubbed his hands on his forehead. Agitated.

"Nope." She popped the 'P'.

He sighed and stood up to walk behind her. "You have to tell me how to make it up to you. I cannot read yo-"

She held her hand up to silence him. "That worked on me earlier but I can assure you that it would no longer happen. And as for me telling you what to do, I can't do that."

She looked in his eyes and said, "you have no idea how much you have hurt me here. Now, you're leaving?"

He nodded and finally left, closing the door softly behind him.