Lorenzo’s pov
I could see fair reflecting off her greenish eyes which caught the bright lights in the bedroom beautifully.
This was exactly what I wanted to see.
The fear.
The stark terror.
The kind of fear that would make her tremble till she willingly fell down to her knees.
The kind of fear that I had in my eyes as a child when I watched her father take the life of my parents without second thoughts. I had been helpless and powerless to do anything about it back then.
Fine, I wasn’t going to kill her.
I had pretty much accepted that I wouldn’t be able to do that to her.
But, what about having a little fun with her body?
I had to make sure that she suffered one way or the other, in order to leave her a scar on her soul like her father did mine.
That she’d be consumed with so much fear that she would practically beg me to put a bullet through her brain, and I still wouldn’t do it, because I’d want her to still suffer some more.
Till I get my true revenge against her bastard father.
“You know I told you before that I don’t like repeating myself, so don’t let me ask that question again.” I said to her and she looked like she was all but ready to jump out of her skin and through the roof, then her eyes gradually fell to the floor and I looked at her, observing her patiently and measuring every movement that she made even when her eyelid slightly fluttered.
“I’m sorry, but…” She started and trailed off, and color flooded her cheeks as she continued.
“It was far too revealing. I couldn’t wear that right in front of you.”
I pressed my fingers against my forehead as I sighed frustratedly. I narrowed my eyes at her, which made her appear more scared.
“And, what do you think was the purpose of me sending that dress in the first place?”
She tried to speak, fingers clutching her robe lapels tightly.
Unfortunately, as her lips moved, the only thing that my ears could interpret for me were incoherent mumblings that made very little to no sense to me at all, and that only seemed to irk my mood even more.
“You know what, just forget it.” I snapped with a wave of my hand. It was sharp and precise, and I snorted when she flinched.
“But understand this,” I said in a very harsh tone, my words penetrating her ears like ice, sharp, and cold.
“This is the first and last time that I will tolerate you defying a direct order from me, the next time it happens I assure you that it will indeed be your last day here on earth…have I made myself clear?”
She was stunned to silence for a couple of moments, wringing her hands together and looking even smaller in that bathrobe, and for a moment, I wondered what she currently had underneath it.
“I understand you,” She mumbled, “It’s crystal clear,” she added without meeting my eyes.
I glanced at my wristwatch and grunted, I had canceled a meeting with my advisors concerning the issue of a rat leaking information so that I could come and meet her and from the looks of things, my time could have been invested better.
I turned around in one swift movement, heading towards the door with quick steps, but then my fingers froze on the doorknob when I heard something that made both of my legs stop and halt.
“Good night.”
I turned around a little in shock, foolishly considering that there was no one else in the room apart from me and that annoying young woman.
At first, I wanted to question what exactly was wrong with her that would make her bother about wishing a man that had kidnapped her and threatened to kill her several times, a good night.
For a split second, I had almost reflexively replied to her with a ‘good night, sweet dreams’, but I stopped myself at the last moment.
That would only send her mixed signals.
She is supposed to see me as a predator, while I was supposed to see her as nothing but a prisoner and a tool for my revenge.
“Whatever,” I grunted in response to her. I noticed that my voice was not as harsh as it was supposed to, and that made me irritated at myself.
I was about to walk out of her bedroom when my ringtone vibrated against my pocket and I slipped it out in one smooth movement and placed it against my ear, answering the call with a brisk; “What?”
“Boss, the goods came in earlier than usual, I just wanted to tell you so the people will know when to prepare for your -”
“I’ll be coming tonight,”
I said without any hesitation. then I heard a few mumblings over the phone until the voice of one of my men became clear once again.
“All right. boss. I’ll send you all the information you need about the location and other stuff as well,”
“I’ll be expecting them before I get to the car which will be less than 4 minutes…”
I tucked the phone in my pocket and then looked at those emerald eyes that have been staring intensely at me for the past few minutes.
“You are coming with me tonight. Now, get changed and meet me outside by the stairs,”
After saying this, I walked out and slammed the door of her bedroom shut. I began to walk down the hallway with a scowl on my face, feeling furious at a lot of things at once as I shoved my hands into my pocket.
She should just wait and see.
I’m going to make her regret ever crossing paths with me.
Too bad none of these was her fault to begin with.