“Are you going to tell me why you called me here?” I asked him.
He stopped pacing and looked straight at me. It unnerved me but I sat still.
He stood like that for minutes without saying a single word.
Okay. I’m out. I stood up from the bed and was moving to the door when he grabbed my arms and pulled me to himself.
“What were you doing in his bedroom”
“I wanted to change out of my clothes” I said in a duh tone.
“You could have f*****g done it somewhere else. Your room, a spare bathroom, why the f**k did you go to his room?”
I ripped my arms out of his hold and glared angrily at him.
“What the f**k is it to you”
“What is that supposed to mean”
“Why do you care if I change in his bedroom”
“Aleks doesn’t do love. He just wants to f**k what is mine”
I scoffed. “I’m not yours. And
