radicalducati 2.42
2.42
Angelina’s POV
Lucas picked up the phone from the coffee table then hid it inside his pocket.
He stood in front of me but I didn’t bother to look up into his eyes.
I was shaking from head to toe, breathing very hard, and crying silently.
Very slowly and tentatively, he started to remove the duct tape from my mouth.
Then he crouched down in front of me and started cutting the tapes binding my legs to the chair.
He stayed there, kneeling in front of me and said sincerely “I’m sorry, I had to be convincing Angel”
I finally looked at him with an angry glare, his eyes were extremely anguished, they stopped me from blowing up on him and kicking the hell out of him for what he did to me, and what he put me through.
His expression left me quite confused.
Why did it sound like he regretted what he did?
Regretted my ass! The fucking asshole put his hands all over me!
“You’re not sorry, you fucking enjoyed it!” I said hysterically.
He winced and said in a small voice “Believe me, I didn’t. Not with you screaming and sobbing like my touch was burning your skin off”
What the hell is he saying to me right now?
He got up and cut the tape from my tied hands, then picked up the jacket I was wearing before he tied me to the chair and handed it to me silently, without looking at me.
I stood up and snatched it from his hand and covered myself with it.
When I was done, he looked at me genuinely “It was all an act Angelina, to get Zade here. I didn’t mean a damn word of it. We all believe you and would never let any harm come to you, from us or from anyone else, I promise you, you’re completely safe here. You have nothing to be afraid of anymore”
It takes me a few seconds to comprehend what he just said to me.
“Are you messing with me? No harm? You just fucking molested me!” I yelled at him at the top of my lungs.
He looked at me sharply “I didn’t fucking touch you, or were you too freaked out, you didn’t notice that my hands weren’t actually touching your bare skin?”
I did notice that actually. But it didn’t lessen what he did against my will and without my freaking consent!
“So it was all an act for Zade? Then why the hell didn’t you tell me what you were planning to do? Why did you say those things to me?” I asked angrily, My voice still loud.
“Because I needed that fear to be real enough to convince Zade. You’re a terrible liar Angel, I couldn’t tell you my plan, because you would’ve ruined it” he said casually, in a calm low voice.
I glared at him and he said more softly “Look I know I scared the crap out of you with what I did ok? I know how affected you are by your mom’s story and how deeply it hurt to feel what I forced you to feel earlier. I’m truly sorry that I had to do that. But I didn’t have another choice”
“So what happens when he doesn’t come after three days? You’re going to take it to the next level?” I asked tightly.
“Oh he’ll come, don’t worry” he said confidently.
“What makes you so sure? He’s the freaking mafia lord there! He would never trade his life for mine! He’s just stalling!” I say in a baffled tone.
I thought the guy was a lot smarter than that considering his countless mind games with me so far.
“How about you let me worry about that, Angel. What’s important now is that you are safe with us and I will never use you like that again. How about we go back to the house so my mom can see you intact with her own eyes and relax? I’m sure she’s burning a hole in the living room floor right now, waiting for you to return” he said calmly.
Something nags at me then, and I need to ask him about it.
“Diana knew you were going to do all that to me?” I asked him carefully.
It didn’t sit well with me, she wouldn’t intentionally put me through that trauma. She’s nothing like her son in that department. Not even if it was the only way to make it work.
He pursed his lips and said slowly “No, I only said I was going to tie you up to the chair and threaten Zade using my words alone”
Of course he did.
“I will understand if you want to rat me out to her to pay for that animalistic behavior, unless you want to take matters into your own hands” he said seriously, spreading his arms wide in an invitation.
I narrowed my eyes at him “What do you mean?”
“Hit me, I’m giving you a two minute window….. Just….don’t go for the precious cargo again, I think you caused more than enough damage already” he said invitingly.
“Apparently not enough” I said under my breath. Especially after the way he rubbed his erection against me out there when he was on top of me.
I looked at him, considering this opportunity. I should take it, I mean he fucking deserved it. But a part of me; a very unreasonable part, didn’t want to hurt him again. Maybe because deep down, I knew he could have truly touched me the way he conveyed it to Zade, and still claimed that he really needed to convince him. But he didn’t. He never even went anywhere near my vagina and kept his fingers on my pubic over my underwear.
And that sincerity in his apology, the way he seemed hurt when I claimed he enjoyed doing what he did to me, and the tone he used when he said his touches made him feel like he was burning my skin off, it got to me, now that my anger subsided a little and I found out it was all a trick.
“Come on, what are you waiting for, Angel? Punish me for hurting you like that” he said firmly.
I rolled my eyes “Stop with the damn nickname! that’s my punishment to you” I said in exasperation.
“Nah, I’d rather take the beating instead of that cruel punishment” he said playfully.
“Yeah, I’m sure it’s devastating not being able to call me that” I said sarcastically.
“It really is” he said quietly, seriously.
Gosh, he just loves messing with me.
“Accept the punishment and move on Lucas” I said dismissively and moved towards the front door.
I heard him follow behind.
I stepped aside and looked back at him, waiting for him to unlock the door.
He just stood there, his hand scratching the back of his head nervously.
“Are you going to tell mom?” he asked carefully.
Jeez, the fearless Lucas is really scared when it comes to his mom’s anger. Or maybe disappointment?
I stared at him for a while without saying anything, considering.
“No, I won’t. And it’s not for your benefit, Lucas. Only because I don’t want her to be sad any more than she already is” I said dryly.
He looked at me weirdly for a few seconds before he gave me a curt nod and proceeded to open the front door.
The sun was about to set in the far distance as we walked over to the big house and Lucas knocked twice on it.
I was expecting Sara as usual to open the door but was surprised when the door flew open wide and Diana came out with a frantic look on her face.
As soon as her eyes met mine, she took my hand, brought me inside the warm house, and enveloped me in a very tight hug.
I hugged her back and succumbed to the stings of pain I felt back when Lucas told me that not even Diana believed my story and gave up on protecting me. I let go and sobbed into her chest with loud, long cries of pain. I cried heartily because her embrace was the only thing I needed after this pain filled day to get me past everything that happened…. And is about to happen in the next three days.