chapter 319: She Despise You

chapter 319: She Despise You
Chapter 319: She Despise You 

Rodrigo 

“But I do, Rodrigo. I do.” He nodded, a feigned pitiful look on his face.

“Do you think those videos you saw of us were all that happened? No, there is a lot more. The nights I had come home and let her off the chain, she wouldn't even try to run. She would let me take her to bed and slowly make love to her, did you know that? Have you ever loved her little pussy the way I have and used her however you wanted knowing she would come back every time, huh?”

I fisted my hands so tight that it made my whole body shake in fury. Having to be around him for the past few days but unable to do anything to him was more torture than the blows and cuts I had to endure, ths bucket of cold watwe and alcohol being poured onto my skin were nothing compared to having to hear him speak about her the way he did and not to do anything about it. I let out a scoff.

“I can't wait to see the fucking look on your face when you see her and she shows you how much she doesn't want you. You fucking hate you.” I muttered.

“She loves me!” He yelled, getting in my face and I smirked.

“She despises you, her type isn't desperate, obsessed, yeast-infected trash like you.”

I got a blow to the face but his reaction made me smile. A blow to my bare stomach, again and again. He hit me hard as he could.

“Keep going.” I laughed through the pain.

“That itch on my stomach has been bugging me for days.”

He turned and started walking away.

“When we see her and she ends up in my arms, miles away from you, then you won't be laughing.” He growled and threw the metal door across the room open, slamming it shut behind him.

To be completely honest, there was a chance that it could have happened, she might pick him but she is mine and she knows it. She is my mind, body and soul, she is the air that I breathe, the sole reason I am still alive otherwise I would have given up days ago. I have had enough time here, on my own, thinking about everything. The moment before I left, when I found out I told my brother the truth. Running away with his car like always, escaping the solution which was to just talk it out, doing that may have cost me my life and I would have broken Abigail completely. I couldn't do that to her, let her through that again. I am not running anymore, I am not doubting us anymore. She is mine, so if she does pick him. I will be damn sure to drag her ass right back to me.

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Abigail POV 

“Frying pans, who knew, right?” The voice said through the television. I smiled at the sight of Luke staring at him in awe while drinking juice through his sippy cup. He smiled at every actor who came on screen. The man was his idol.

“Abby?” 

“Yes, dear?” I replied while going through my suitcase and pulling out my trailing point to tuck into my pants.

“If someone were to need a frying pan for some reason, where would they get it from?” He asked and I smiled to myself.

“Well, there are stores but the ones from there cost a lot of money.” I said and I turned to his small frame sitting in the middle of the bed. His legs crisscrossed and attention on me. I ducked down to his level and whispered.

“But I think your father has his own stash.” His eyes grew in shock.

“He does?” I nodded.

“Shouldn I tell you where?” 

“Yes, please.” He nodded frantically.

“Downstairs, in the kitchen.” I winked at him.

“Be careful with it, you don't want to hurt anyone.”

He stood up and jumped into my arms, using me as a little escalator to get to the floor. I laughed as he ran out of the room, past Nicolas who muffled his hair on the way.

“Hey, buddy.” 

“Hi, uncle N!” He yelled and ran down the stairs.

“I have to go, there is a frying pan in the kitchen and I need to…”

“I am not even going to ask.” Nicolas muttered to him and I gave him a wavering smile as he walked towards me with a knowing look on his face.

“Are you ready for this?” He asked and I shrugged, clenching my jaw.

“Not really but am I ever going to be ready? No.”

He nodded in agreement and sat on the edge of the bed.

“Everything will be fine as long as there are no surprises and we stick to the plan. That is me telling you not to make any rash decision no matter what happens. He won't do anything to Rodrigo if you aren't in his arms, that is his leverage so don't panic if he threatens you with it.” I sat down next to him.

“I know what I have to do, I just don't want anyone to get hurt.”

He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me into him, kissing the side of my neck.

“Everything will be fine.” 

I hope he is right.

“Come,” he said and stood up.

“We are going over everything one more time and then we have to go. We will be downstairs.” I nodded and he left me to my thoughts. Looking at the time, I realized we had an hour until I met up with Master.

I needed to go alone, Master didn't want anyone else there. Capo and Nicolas would be around, just far enough to be out of master’s sight. There would be an earpiece in my ear for Sonia to listen to everything at home. I wanted Alec here to help us, he knew how to deal with stuff like this better than anyone but they couldn't get him here in time. He would be arriving in a few hours, far too late to be here if things went wrong but for the aftermath, his presence would still be crucial.

“It is okay, it is okay.” I said to myself, trying to breathe through the nausea in my stomach and the sudden anxiousness erupting through my mind. My nerves were off the chain, unable to contain but I didn't have a choice. If I was getting Rodrigo back, it had to be now whether we were prepared or not.

“There she is,” Capo said when I walked downstairs and into his office where the four of them were prepaying everything. Lucy was sitting at Lucy’s lap, frying pan in his hands.

“Hey, babes.” Sonia stood up and gestured to me over.

I moved my hair away from my ear so she could put the earpiece in, adjusting it for a moment before pressing a button and then clicking a few more on the computer. She picked up what looked like a walkie-talkie and spoke into it.

“Can you hear me?” I heard her through the earpiece and nodded.

“Yes,” I replied.

She opened up one of the drawers and picked up a small earring.