CHAPTER 20 ~ THE UNEXPECTED VISIT
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LOLA'S POV
Harry led me out of the store and pointed to a black car I recognised as Andrea's. He went back to the security as they bundled Mira into a car and headed for the station.
I got into the back seat and met with a stone faced Andrea as he failed to mutter a single word to me. He kept staring intently at his phone as if he was going through something on it.
When we arrived home, I got out of the car and headed inside the house.
Mr Andrea followed behind me, but the moment we stepped inside the living room, he pulled me by the hands, holding my wrist firmly as I landed on his hard body.
"You are not allowed to get insulted or hit by anyone."
"You don't take orders from any damn person aside me!"
So this should be the last time you let any tramp treat you meanly!" He warned sternly with an ice cold expression as I tried to pull away from him.
"You are hurting me..." I cried as he looked down at his hands, which gripped my wrist. He let go instantly and pulled me even closer by the waist as our bodies pressed tightly together.
He lifted my chin with his hand as he said some words that made my body shudder with an emotion I couldn't comprehend.
"You f*cking belong to me, and no one else is allowed to lay a hand on you!" He yelled, crashing his lips on mine as I felt myself pulling him in as I kissed back like I had been waiting for his touch.
He pulled me down to the couch as he lay on top of me. I enjoyed the moment, pushing off all thoughts of how this shouldn't be happening, as I felt his hard c*ck pressing against me.
He ended the kiss abruptly, getting off me and headed for his room.
Just like that! Not a single word after.
I felt super annoyed that I had let him have his way with me. Ever since he had touched me in his drunken state that night, I haven't been myself. He had released emotions I had locked up all my life, and now I didn't know what was wrong with my body. He was a jerk with bipolar disorder, and I should hate him.
I got up to my feet and went into my room quickly going in for a shower.
As I lay on my bed, staring as the ceiling, I thought about everything that had happened today.
"I do need some work clothes," I muttered to myself, drifting off to a peaceful slumber.
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Next Morning
I was in the kitchen washing the dishes I had used in preparing a delicious rice sauce. The kitchen has become my safe space, where I prepared all sorts of delicious meals.
I and Mr Andrea had just finished having breakfast at the table, with him accusing me of being a bad cook, and yet eating up every single grain of rice I had served him.
Although it was the weekend when we didn't have to go to the office, he still headed to his study to do some work. He was definitely a workaholic.
The doorbell rang. I stood still in surprise, wondering who could possibly be at the door.
Mr Andrea hardly had any visitors, and he always pre-informed me of their coming.
So who could be at the door?
I walked to the door and looked at the video of the door camera as my face went wild in shock.
It was none other than my roommate and best friend, Kira Wood. She stood beside one of the security guards guarding the gates.
She had been super shocked when I told her about getting married to Andrea Peter, as she couldn't believe it.
Her question had been how I could go from crying at how terrible he had treated me to suddenly getting married to a rich tycoon like him a few days later.
I couldn't tell her about the contract even if I wanted to, as it was strictly confidential.
I opened up the door, feeling happy to see her after such a long time, as she jumped on my body happily.
"My baby.. I've missed you so... so much." She screeched, pulling me into a tight hug.
"Who's there?" Mr Andrea's voice thundered as I turned back to behold his mean and angry face.
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