CHAPTER FIFTEEN
ANTONIO’S POV
I stood trembling, “Lots of money,” echoed in my head.
Walking towards Perlah's room, I twisted the lock and let myself in.
“Hey Perlah, I’m sorry, but I will do anything to own you, I will fight for us. You are safe with me, I promise.” I stated, watching her hug herself in a corner of the room.
“I need to go see Rodrigo, so he won’t suspect us,” I added. Still studying her quietness.
“Rodrigo, my husband? I need to talk to him. He needs to know I’m here, so he can get me out of here, he will skin you alive,” Perlah yelled out, anger and hatred dauntlessly plastered on her face.
“You have to accept this, Perlah, accept us. You would have been mine in the first place if he hadn’t snatched you first, and now it’s my turn. I will leave the door open, make
