Satisfy him
Aria's POV
"You fucking disgusting pervert!!!" I yelled gritting my teeth at Luca.
How dare he?!
Who the hell did he think that I was?
Did he think I was a cheap whore?
How fucking dare he?!
I made an attempt to stand, but a sharp pain shot up from my ankle and I returned to my position, gritting my teeth in pain.
"Fuck." I groaned grabbing my affected leg with my hands.
But even the pain I felt from the leg couldn't reduce the amount of disgust I felt towards the man in front of me.
"What's with all the cursing?" Luca asked, his tone had a hint of confusion.
He was asking me why I was cursing. Why wouldn't I curse?
I glared at him.
If glares could kill, the bastard would have been buried and forgotten by now.
Luca dropped down his leg and blinked. "I thought you were going to be happy. I am giving you a chance to not only live, but also to be around me... Freely."
His tone began to rise, anger spitting out of his every word. "You're only job is to make sure I'm satisfied... And you're annoyed?"
"You fucking stupid..." I paused my words halfway. Slowly my brain began processing Luca's words.
I blinked.
"Em... Do you mean like, maid? Your help? That kind of 'make sure you're satisfied?'"
Luca raised a brow. "What other kind were you thinking of? Physically? My girlfriend? Sex" His voice was laced with mockery.
What other kind could I think of?
He said, 'Make sure I'm satisfied... How the hell should I know that meant that in another way?
"Well..." I coughed, a blush of embarrassment creeping up my cheeks. "I thought..."
"You're not worthy to be my woman." His cold voice interrupted me. The rest words I wanted to say got swallowed back into my throat.
His words would have hurt if I cared even a little about being his.
But I didn't...
I think...
I don't know.
I didn't want to become his woman, for fuck sake I didn't even want to know someone like him. My father was enough.
He was a backstabber... A fucking bastard.
"But hold up a second," Luca suddenly said, his lips pulling up in an amused smirk. "You thought that... yet you were so against it?"
"What do you think of yourself?"
I raised a brow at him.
Numerous answers to that question flowed into my mind, but I didn't dare to open my mouth. Answering that question would get me more punishment.
Yesterday night I had decided that I was no longer going to just cry... Neither would I just run out and try to escape.
If I were going to be here... I would take him down.... Okay, maybe it wasn't entirely my decision, I had some help.
I would find evidence against Luca. Just like my father, he was also in the Mafia... They had secrets, skeletons in their cupboard, that they had hidden from the public.
I was going to find all of Luca's secrets and expose him.
Get him arrested.
Jailed for life.
Yes.
That was what I was going to do.
But to do that, I had to stay in the house.
When Luca said he wasn't going to kill me, I was a bit elated.
My plan was going to work.
But then he mentioned me satisfying him and for a few moments I lost it... I got so agitated and disgusted thinking of Luca and me in such a situation.
But I was back now.
No more distractions.
I was not going to let my mouth destroy this opportunity.
Luca stared at me for a while.
When he noticed I didn't answer, he sighed and stood up.
I noticed the way he flinched as he did... Almost as though he was experiencing pain.
'I wish.'
"Your duty starts today." I heard him mumble.
Today, good.
The sooner I discover all of his secrets, the faster I get to return to my life.
Luca didn't say another word, he just turned and left.
"Fuck." The sigh I had been holding in let loose as soon as the door was shut.
Okay...
Maybe I wasn't completely the one who thought of hurting Luca.
I reached under my dress and brought out my phone.
Last night when I was still coming to terms with what was happening and was thinking about how to overpower Luca... My phone chimed.
An unknown number sent me a text.
'I want to help you. You're with Luca right?'
At first, I was suspicious...
Who was it?
Was it just another one of Luca's plots to get me?
But then the person sent another text.
'Don't worry... I also hate him. Noel.'
It was the bastard I ought to have been married to before Luca stopped the wedding.
He then explained his plan.
He was the one who wanted me to find Luca's secret and exploit it.
And I readily agreed to the plan.
Cause... Why not?
Luca thought of me as a helpless girl.
That was why he wanted me.
Even after knowing my father didn't give a fuck about me.
He wanted to use me.
So...
Why not just use him back?
I glared in the direction Luca left in... Almost as though he was still there.
He was just like my father.
Heartless.
They didn't care about anything or anyone apart from their selves.
Someone just had to punish them.
To show them that they couldn't just walk on other people any way they please... That someone had to be me.
I stayed in the same position for a while, strategizing my next move.
Noel only gave me the idea. He didn't give me any means of executing it.
His number wasn't going anywhere either... I had tried texting, but he didn't reply.
If I weren't so desperate, I could have sworn that he was working with Luca. That may be just Luca sent him to give me hope.
Hope that not only would I make it out of a wretched place alive, but I would also do the world a favour by putting a man like him behind bars.
But no.
I wasn't going to think that way.
This was going to work.
A sigh left my throat. Looking away from the door, I attempted to stand up but instantly froze.
"Fuck!" A scream tore through my throat, and my face was squeezed in pain.
"Fucking fuck!" I groaned sucking in air through my teeth. My ankle... The pain had gotten worse.
So much so that I could barely move it without feeling as though it was about to cut off.
I didn't sleep a wink last night... Thinking about Noel and how to take down Luca, but the pain wasn't this much.
Maybe it was because I was blinded by my rage.
Now that my eyes were getting clearer... My feet hurt even more.