CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
PERLAH'S POV.
Antonio sat lurking over me, irritated. I tried to move, but he held me firm, pinning me down on the sofa.
“Don't touch me until the deal is done Antonio, we had a deal,” I blurted out, fighting the urge to spit on his face and kick his ass.
“Hm, I just needed to check out what I'm purchasing. You give yourself to me just because you want to get back at him. What exactly did he do to you?” He asked and smirked.
“Focus on what concerns you and not what concerns me. You are not worth knowing my reasons,” I retorted.
“Ha-ha, I can't wait till I own you; I'll see if you can still talk like you are doing now. You won't even be able to walk properly,” he responded, laughing sarcastically.
“We will see about that,” I blurted out. Getting up to leave.
Datu
