My Savage Love Story

Chapter 4- Deal or No Deal

Before he could finish his sentence, I turned around and slapped him.

The slap was sharp and loud making people stop and look our way. 

His face flicked to the side in shocked but the slowly turned back to look at my crying face.

"You don't know my father and you definitely don't know me!" I felt like screaming in his face, "I don't know what you want with me or what I've done wrong but  I want to go home!"

He just kept quiet.

Oh now he has nothing to say?

"I want to go home," I repeated.

"You can't go home," he mumbled under his breath.

"Why?" I asked, "I want to go home to see my mum, I want to know how she is and I want to hug her because she and my brother are the only family I have left."

He looked away.

"Sir, your meeting is starting in 10 minutes," one of his men said as he walked up to us. 

He turned around to face them, completely ignoring me and straightened his suit.

"Tell them I'll be there as soon as possible," he said then started walking but stopped remembering I was still standing there with tears in my eyes.

He looked back a bit. 

"Take her back home and lock her back in her room," was all he said before he carried walking. 

My mouth widened, this guy has no emotions.

His men came up to me and they both grabbed my arms.

"I hate you!" I yelled which made him stopped walking again, "you're a cold, heartless bastard and I hate you!"

Again he ignored me and carried on walking.

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The next day I just stayed in bed because I gave up. I had no energy to fight with him anymore.

I cried so much last night that I think I've ran out of tears.

I haven't ate since then and I don't plan to, I might as well die before they kill me.

I also haven't talked to Olivia since that day, probably she was told not to talk to me or she doesn't like me now as I ditched her with Jase.

Then suddenly the door bursted open causing me to jerk up in fright.

Jase stormed in looking really pissed.

"Why are you not eating?" Was the first thing he asked.

"I don't feel like eating," I told him, "if I eat or not eat is non of your business."

"Yes, it's my business because I want you alive," he shouted.

"Well I'm not going to eat until I'm back home so if you want me alive then take me back home!" I shouted back.