Chapter 10
Alessandro
I held my cheek as the slap kept
sounding in my ear.
Henley was the first woman to ever raise her hand on me.
No woman had ever disobeyed me to the extent of slapping me for some unknown reason I keep letting her get away with it.
"What's up?" I looked up and it was Jonas.
He sat down and sighed.
"Are you okay?" He asked and I nodded.
"I'll be leaving for Paris today, you'll be coming to the Party next month right?" He asked and I nodded.
He stood up, ready to leave only for him to stop halfway.
"Why?"
"Why what?" I frowned.
"Why did you save her?" He asked and the frown deepened.
"We know that we can get Tim without her and there's no way that motherfucker would come because his sister is held, hostage."
"He'll come," I said, and he scoffed.
"The asshole knows you wouldn't hurt his sister," Jonas said and he rolled his eyes.
I will hurt Henley.
She was nothing to me anymore, just a hostage to make her brother come back with what he stole.
"She's merely a hostage to me," I said, and he nodded.
"Well, I'll keep that in mind." He said and stood up to leave.
"Place Ice on that cheek, you wouldn't want everyone to know that a hostage slapped you across the cheek." He said and walked away.
I bit my lips.
My phone rang and I picked it up.
"Hello."
"What is it, Emma?" I asked, frowning.
I hated this bitch! For some unknown reason, I was beginning to hate her more.
She was nothing but a pawn in her father's scheme.
"Can we go for a picnic tomorrow?" She asked.
"No," I mumbled and she sighed.
"But you promised me. You said you'd do whatever I want and now you don't want to." She said and I sighed.
"No Emma, I said I'd do whatever I could if your shitty father keeps to the deal but it seems that your old man isn't doing what he needs to do." I cut the call, rubbing my cheek again as I groaned loudly.
"Alessandro?"
"What?!" I glared at the person at the door.
"Well, easy there. I'm no bad guy." Paxton huffed and he walked in.
"What is it?" I asked calmly this time.
"We've gotten a clue about where we can find Tim." He said and I looked up instantly.
"What?"
"We'll have to use Henley as a hostage now. I know Tim might be blind by what he's seen but then I think he still cares about his sister. We have no choice but to use her to get him."
"Then do it.' I said and he looked up, surprised.
"I thought...I thought you wouldn't like the idea."
"I don't give a flying fuck about Henley Paxton, she's here merely because her brother couldn't keep his eyes down," I said and he nodded.
"But no harm comes to her right?' He asked and I scoffed.
"If harm comes to her then what happens? She's a hostage Paxton. The hostage gets slapped and hurt. It doesn't make them more." I said and he nodded.
I could see his fist clenching and releasing.
He didn't know the truth.
What she had done to me before leaving.
What she had made me face.
The fears of being betrayed.
She had dragged a knife across my chest and it was taking too long to heal.
She had done a lot more to me but then I had let her go without Killing her!
"What the fuck men?!' It was Finn this time and I sighed.
"What is wrong with you all?" I glared at the door and he scoffed.
"What the hell is wrong with you?! How could you make her cry again? Why?" He asked with a sigh.
"Get out." I glared at him and he glared back before walking out of the door.
Finny was just like a child to us all.
I had to get my shit together, we had to get Tim but at all costs.
Henley
I stretched my body on the mat, I was just in little shorts and a bra top, and my hair was tied in a ponytail.
"What are you doing?" I looked up and saw my reflection of Sandro in the mirror.
"Exercising," I mumbled, suppressing the urge to say something else.
"I can see that." He said again.
"Thank God, we all have eyes," I mumbled and he leaned on the wall watching me.
I frowned, positioning myself on the mat in such a way my butt was raised behind me and my body was on the mat.
"Such a treat for my eyes." I heard him mutter and my frown deepened but I didn't stop exercising.
He could see but he would never touch.
"Are you doing this on purpose?" He asked, and I scoffed.
"I'm sorry but I don't seduce people that don't have much to offer," I said, stretching my body back to have Sandro laugh.
"You don't have much to offer as well Henley, keep stretching and that yoga pants might just tear over your ass." He said, but I said nothing.
Closing my eyes to avoid looking at him, everything I stand to stretch back, I opened it again to see Sandro behind me. So close behind me that If I were to move back a little...my ass would touch his groin.
"Keep doing that, move back." He ordered and I frowned.
No one has the right to order me around.
No man had power over me.
"Move back Sandro and do not touch me," I said, looking up at the mirror to see him grab my ass and pulled me against him.
My eyes widened and I shrieked.
"What the hell are you doing now Sandro?" I asked, as I tried to stand up but he pushed me back with his other hand.
"Isn't this what you wanted? To seduce someone? And now that you have my attention.. you're trying to act like a saint? Isn't this the very same as that fucked.....
I struggled hard and pushed him away with all the strength I could muster.
He was a monster!
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Tears burned the back of my head but didn't fall.
Why was he doing this? why did I feel so pathetic when he was touching me?
"I hate you, Alessandro De'toire Luciano." I gritted my teeth.
"And it's a fucking mutual feeling?!"
TBC