The game of disobedience

Chasing

I step into the building's elevator with Charlotte, my best friend, who is complaining on the phone. I think that when we were in fourth grade, we made a friendship pact. Liking and hating the same people.

It seemed simple. I could kill someone, and she would help me with the body.

The fact is, she doesn't judge me. She would do worse than me, so I trust her. I believe in the solidity of our friendship.

"You should have run him over with the car, Anny."

She's talking about my ex-boyfriend. In a breakup, that becomes a topic for some time, especially with a revenge plan.

"It wouldn't have hurt so much."

"Are you really going to continue? Look, just let me be a bit of your conscience."

"Charlotte..."

"Are you going after his father? You only know they haven't talked for years. You don't even know the real reason for that. What if he's a bad guy?"

"Mr. Dominic isn't a bad man. He's good, very good. God must have been in a great mood when he created him."

I smile, remembering the Sunday afternoon encounter.

"You rented a very expensive apartment. The princess won't stop, will she?"

I sigh deeply, looking at her reflection in the elevator mirror.

"Lucas deserves it, he hurt me."

"You don't love him anymore, do you?"

"I feel anger, but love? Love, I stopped feeling when I saw him naked with someone else. Honestly? There's no love in this case. Maybe there never was, really."

I step out of the elevator and for a second, I stop walking.

"Charlotte, I'll call you back."

I say, hanging up the phone. I almost go back to the elevator, but it's already closed.

The tall man, without a suit and knocking on the door, doesn't seem happy.

The glimpse of Lucas, standing at my door. It's not good.

I sigh deeply, even thinking about leaving.

But I walk with firm steps.

I thought he would find out where I was living now, but so fast?

He turns around, it seems like I'm in a movie.

I see Lucas standing at the door of my apartment, and a shiver runs down my spine. His furious gaze hits me like an arrow, but I don't intimidate. He may have been my past, but now I am the owner of my own destiny.

It's been fifteen days since I've been sad and thinking about the time we spent together. It was all a lie.

Lucas wasn't honest with me, and that broke me.

But now, in the present, I'm the one in control.

"So this is? In a luxury penthouse in the city center? Always being treated like a princess, Anny."

He's there, standing as if he had every right to be in that place. His face doesn't show any trace of remorse, just the same arrogant expression as always. It's amazing how someone can be so shameless.

I ignore the urge to hide and take a step forward, planting my feet firmly on the ground with determination. After all, I have nothing to fear. He may be the traitorous ex-boyfriend, but I am Anny Colin, and I won't let him ruin my day.

As I approach, I can't help but observe Lucas more closely. He's different from the last time we saw each other. Maybe it's the weight of guilt or just the result of spending two weeks without my presence to brighten his days. Either way, it's good to see that life is charging him the price for his mistakes.

With an ironic smile, I greet him with a casual wave.

"Hello, Lucas. What brings you here? Lost your little puppy?"

He seems taken aback for a moment, but soon regains his composure.

"Anny, we need to talk. I think I acted hastily and..."

"Oh, really? And since when do you care about acting hastily?"

I interrupt him, feeling a pang of satisfaction at seeing his expression contort.

Lucas tries to compose himself, but it's too late. I lost patience with him a long time ago. He may be trying to apologize now, but there's no excuse for what he did. He broke my trust, and that's not fixed with empty words.

"I don't have time for your apologies, Lucas. You had your chance and threw it all away. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have much better plans than wasting time with you."

Before I can pass by him, he grabs my arm.

"I spent years investing in us. You can't just discard me for a stupid mistake."

When I found out that Lucas cheated on me, it felt like the world was crumbling around me. Each cutting word, each discovered lie, pierced my heart like a sharp knife. And after that, he simply expects me to forgive him and go back to normal? As if nothing ever happened?

"For me, cheating isn't just a stupid mistake. It's a breach of trust, a stab in the heart that leaves deep scars. It's as if the entire foundation of our relationship collapsed in an instant, leaving me with nothing to hold onto. So don't dare to say it was a mistake. You chose to sleep with someone else, it wasn't a mistake!"

He may think that cheating is just a stupid mistake, but for me, it's much more than that. It's a wound that will take a long time to heal, if it ever does. And he's going to have to deal with the consequences of his actions, whether he likes it or not.

I'm going to stick to my plan.

"Anny, I love you."

He tries to approach, but I push him away.

"Get out of here, you spent two years with me. If you didn't want to or it was just for convenience, you should have let me go. I hate wasting my time. I feel like I did that with you, Lucas."

"I beg you, forgive me and let's talk. I can change. I can improve and things will be different."

The cell phone in my hand, I squeeze it tightly. I want to throw Lucas out the window at the end of the hallway.

"Get out, Lucas."

When he tries to touch me, I avoid him.

"I had plans for us. For me and for you, Anny. You can't say it's over like this. You're perfect for me."

"It seems not so much, right? Look, Lucas, I always studied, had my things, and knew what I wanted. I may be privileged. Have my things thanks to my family. Even having everything, I learned to appreciate. Appreciate people and not money. I did that with you. But when did you think of me?"

"Anny?"

I feel the emotional hit me.

"It's over, I'm angry at what you did to me, and if I could, I'd make you feel what I felt, Lucas!"

"You have to forgive me."

He approaches, and this time he holds my arms and prevents me from moving away from him. I can smell him, his full lips and messy hair.

"Take your hands off me."

"I like you. I just made a mistake."

"You chose to do this, don't change the facts."

"Anny, stop this. Come back to me."

"I want you to disappear from my life. You being here only makes me feel more disgusted with you."

"Anny..."

He still tries to kiss me, and I shrink back, staying still and just trying to free myself from his hands. He's bigger than me. He's strong and cunning.

I even try to kick him in the balls. But he takes me to the wall and holds me against it.

My breath becomes shallow.

"Take your hands off me!"

"You have to listen to me. Know that I love you."

"I don't want to hear anything. You did this. Now deal with it."

"Come back to me, Anny. There's no one else for you besides me. We're perfect for each other. I won't let you go. You're too valuable, Anny."

"Take your hands off me! I don't want anything to do with you! NOTHING!"

He squeezes my arms. I feel pain, now not only emotional, but physical.

It scares me. He's angry.

For a moment, he looks to the side, his hands release my arms.

"I think you better step away from this young lady, Lucas."

When I hear the voice, I look up.

In front of us stands a tall and handsome man, like a god in human form.

Heaven, I never thought I could think that. But he looks so sexy in a suit.

It's Dominic.

Lucas's father.

"Father?"

"How are you, son?"