POV: Claire
My heart beat faster as led me down the corridor. I watched the movement of his legs as he strode in front of me. He has broad shoulders and perfect body that could make a woman drool from just looking at him. I could imagine how the girls around him manage to stay this close to him and not fall for his looks. He probably has them fighting over him for his attention. I would be surprised if he doesn’t treat them like whores already. With this look, you would never believe that he is as ruthless as they claim he is.
“Wait here!” he ordered firmly as we walked in through a door at the end of the hallway. He held the door open for me to go in, I was shocked to see that the room was empty, Kyle wasn’t here. The room looks arranged and neat, I don’t think anyone has slept in here for a while now.
“Where the hell is he?
Did you kill him already?” I asked him sternly.
“If you want him dead, just say the word and I’ll fucking do it. Or better yet, why don’t you do it yourself if you want to?
The only question is, can you live without him?
How would you move on without him, ” he asked me teasingly, his eyes fixed on mine.
“I’m not hitched to his ass, you know. I can decide to walk away if I want to!” I responded sternly.
“Yeah, you will,” he lets out casually, concurring with what I said as if I was lying. I turned to look at him and I saw that look on his face that tells me that he is not going to believe me no matter what I say. It’s as though he thinks that I would never leave Kyle even if he is the worst guy on the planet. Why the hell does he think that?
“Wait here, I’ll be back in a second. I need to get this on camera.” He told me sternly as he walked towards the wall by the left side of the room. There was nothing on the wall and I wondered why he was walking towards the wall. But he pushed a button on the wall and it automatically moved, to the side, exposing a hidden door and a glass window that looks like one of those windows in an interrogation room.
“Oh my God!
What the hell did you do to him, is he still breathing, why did you hurt him, why did you torture him?” I asked in a panic as I spotted Kyle in the middle of the room. He was tied to a chair and he looked so miserable that I thought he was dead already. I know I hated him for putting me through all this trouble, but I never wanted him dead, I hate seeing him this way.
“Let him go, please,” I begged him, looking into his eyes. There was laughter in his eyes, it’s easy to see that he is happy about this whole situation between Kyle and me. I wonder if he is against love or something. Only a sadistic person would enjoy seeing someone just as miserable.
“I thought that you wanted him dead, what changed?” he scoffed, making me glare furiously at him.
“He hasn’t done anything wrong to me, why the hell should I want him dead?” I retorted angrily, glaring daggers at him.
“Oh shut up!
Shut the fuck up already!
You wouldn’t even flinch if you saw him kissing a girl in front of you. You wouldn’t move a muscle if he sold you to a deal for a kilo of heroin. That’s how stupid you are and that’s why you are being taken for a fool!” he told me angrily, fuming in rage as if I have done something very terrible.
“That’s not true!
No one would treat me that way, I won’t take shut from anyone. I’m not a weakling, I’m not a fucking weasel!” I retorted.
“Are you saying you will hurt anyone that hurt you first?
Will you fight back if you are being taken for granted?” he asked sarcastically, making me even more furious.
“I won’t take shut from anyone, not even you!” I told him once more, looking right into his eyes.
“Good!” he responded with a smile and walked away, ignoring me. He pushed the other door open and walked into the other room, leaving me standing alone in the other room. I stood by the glass, looking in, watching his every movement. He walked closer and punched Kyle in the face, waking him up. He jolts awake, looking around in fear. He finally looked up and I saw the fear on his face when he spotted Dominic.
“C… C… Capo… I… I…”
“You have just two options, asshole. Your life or hers?” he asked him, sounding so mean. I could see the ruthlessness in his attitude. Now I know why everyone is so scared of him. He can be dangerous and mean when he wants to.
“Hers of course!
She took the cracks, she spent the money too. It was her mother’s illness on the line and not mine. Why the hell will I give up my life for her?
It’s her mess, and she would fix it.” Kyle responded decisively. O could not believe that he would give me up so easily, he didn’t even put up a fight or argue to save both our lives. He threw me under the bus without so much as a blink.
“Hmmmm…
Her life huh?
But that’s not what I heard, I was told you were just about to elope with my money and your real girlfriend, the one that died for your sake. You tried to run with her, didn’t you?” he asked Kyle, making me scoff as I realized that he doesn’t know what he is talking about. Kyle didn’t try to elope with another girl, he was with me when we were both caught and brought here. At least that’s what I thought anyways.
“I’m sorry Capo, I didn’t mean to double Cross you, I never meant for any of this to happen, I don’t know what came over me.” Kyle pleaded pathetically, refusing to deny anything Dominic just said. That was weird, why isn’t he denying the other girl, why is he silent about it?