“You sent me a message and asked me to go to the hotel room and you are the one who opened the door, let‘s not forget who was the one who hugged me so tight that I couldn‘t get out of the grip. The recording of the CCTV at the corridor of the hotel is still with me, if you still insist that I have committed a crime, I suggest you show the police the record.”
He was still smiling when telling me all of this. He was just like a psychopath.
“You should see a psychologist, Lance.”
He pulled my hand and pressed it to his chest, “Is possessive an illness
too?”
“You can ask Leo about that.” I said coldly.
He placed his finger on my lips and said, “Stop calling other man‘s name, even though he is my brother, I feel jealous, I will give you time to think about all of these but you know I am impatient, I have many ways to make your life a living hell, so, I suggest you be a good mother and my woman, understand?”
I knew he couldn‘t be nice to me
forever.
And he was showing me the real side of him, he was still the Lance Mason who was mean and cruel.
He was just a devil.
“What will you do other than threatening me?” I said sarcastically.
He acted like he didn‘t hear what just said. He roamed his big hand on my chest.
He started to message it forcefully and it hurt me.
He pulled the collar of my shirt down forcefully exposing my black bra.
“What do you want to do, Lance Mason.” I knew clearly what he wanted.
“You have always hated me, don‘t you? I wouldn‘t mind if you hate me
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