My escape

3. The conversation.

Lydia’s POV:

Seeing Josh in front of me got me overwhelmed. The way he introduced me to the men standing in the room as Evan Fox’s daughter and not even by my name got me angry at him and informed how much of a good decision, I made at listening to my dad and stop talking to him after we were so close. He’s really so bad.

I wanted to talk but all I could do is send little whines through the fabric in my mouth that I even didn’t hear because of Josh’s loud voice.

I wanted to beat him up after what he did to me.

When he finished living in thoughts, he glanced at me and got to the realization that I couldn’t talk.

The minute he removed the fabric from my mouth, I screamed my lungs out releasing all of my anger on him. “YOU SICK BAST***, WHAT AM I DOING HERE!! I hate you? What do you want from me?”.

When he realized I was shouting at him his ego didn’t take it and he started to shout back “what were you doing here sleeping at the beach back of my house?” causing me to freeze in my place.

Though it wasn’t that bad because I knew he wouldn’t do anything to me plus it was way safer than with the guys I was with before.

But as well I have an ego and I knew there is one way to deal with this and it’s provoking him calmly. What to say I like to take my revenge slowly. “I didn’t know that was your house. If I knew I wouldn’t step on it’s land even if I am dead” I said with a clear smirk on my face.

He was angrier and I was happy for that. That what he gets for dumping me like I mean nothing to him. Watch his face stress I observed his clear skin. The anger made his jaw line even hotter than it is. Physically he was perfect, he was sculptured into a big form full of muscles a light dark skin tone, with a very sexy Adam’s apple, a face that could get any woman to lose her attention and focus on him.

‘what are you thinking about you crazy, he’s the enemy’ I snapped myself out of my thoughts. If my best friend Lisa was here, she would encourage me to get up and ruin his beautiful face.

That’s what I should do, but I won’t, I know I still have a sweet spot for him.

“Tell me what’s your story” he said snapping me out my thoughts.

“you don’t deserve to know it. Now let me go.” I commanded

A little smirk appeared on his lips.” And why would I do that?”

“you know very well why. You can’t keep me here or you’ll become a dead man”. I smirked back.

“you’re still a smart ass. Aren’t you? well lucky you I am going to get you out of here but not before you’re checked by a doctor, you have blood all over you”. He spoke.

“I am very well I don’t need a doctor. And no need to act like you care.”

“well, if I send you to your father like that, I would be dead too, so you’re going to get up, call your father and tell him you’re in a safe place, you’ll get a shower and then you go to your papa tell him I am not a part of what happened to you” he said while approaching me his breath coming closer and closer to my face “. Then he leaned more and whispered in my ear; “unless you want to see blood shed tonight.”

God I hated him. But he was right, that’s the right thing to do or dad would be angrier than I have ever imagined.

Taking his time with untying me I realized that he was doing it on purpose and he was enjoying it. But to be honest I didn’t mind the closeness one last time before we part our ways.

I got up realizing that the two good looking men were still here. Josh motioned one of them to lead me upstairs; when we arrived, we were in a salon with a stunning modern design unlike ours at New York who were classic but maybe more expensive than this.

There were sitting two grey couches looking super comfy, I wished I could throw myself on them after three days on sitting on uncomfortable chairs and sleeping on sand.

But I couldn’t consider Josh’s home as mine. At some point before I would do it but he betrayed me, and now he was a complete stranger to me. The blond-haired man approached me and gave me a phone. I took it hesitantly I don’t know why to be honest maybe because I am afraid of dad’s reaction.

 I dialed his number and waited until his voice came “hello” I froze when I heard him “hello” he said again.

“hey dad it’s me”

“Lydia my darling, where are you?” His voice trembling in fear.

“I am in a safe place dad, I’ll be at home in an hour and tell you everything, just don’t be angry with me please.”

“No don’t you dare go to the Miami mansion nor come here, I am in New York sweetheart, I didn’t leave you, but something bad happened I’ll tell you about it later. But for now, where are you?”

“I am at Josh Garel’s dad. Don’t be mad” I said innocently.

“It’s okay you are going to stay there for a while” my mouth dropped at what he said.

“now give me Josh” he added.

I slowly gave the phone to the very confused Josh now. I don’t blame him I am confused too. My dad hated him and now he wants me to stay here! In his house!

It’s weird, but I don’t think Josh will accept, but again does he have a chance.