60

Holding myself back from doing all of the things in my head have to do the most difficult task ever.

I wanted to transfer my aggression out on her so bad but I fear I will lose control. So, I left her in my room, and stayed the night up, working in my office.

I still have to go to work regardless, so I went into my room to prepare ahead for the day.

Lila was fast asleep on my bed when I entered the room, making me slightly irritated. I don't know if it was because I stayed up all night but my anger wasn't had subdued.

I went into shower to freshen up and when I came back outside, Lila is awake. I didn't spare her a second glance and just walk into my closet. I watch her closely from the mirror and she tried to tiptoe out of the room unnoticed. Too bad, I was watching all along.

"Where do you think you are going?” I voiced out, making her stop right on track. She is so doomed. “Good Morning” she greeted, with a fake smile, trying to put on an act.

“If I were you, I'd keep my greetings to myself because the morning you called good is just about to turn bad for you, I warned.” I kept quiet at the sound of my voice. And her smile is immediately replace with shivers.

“Where were you last night, Lila?”

“Hattie and Ava said we should hang out after class, and we initially intended to take just a bottle of champagne, but we ended up in those silly games and I had a low tolerance for alcohol so that made me drunk.”

“Great, you were dead drunk in that ridiculous dress I told you not to wear. Now, tell me. Where did you guys go?”

“Hmm, it was Hattie's house.”

“I didn't take you to be the lying type, Lila.” I try to maintain my calmness because my blood is starting to boil.

“I am not lying. You asked me to keep close contact with Hattie and that is why I go with them, since it was meant to bond and get to know each other better.”

“So, what did you learn?”

“Unfortunately, I can't recall anything that happened because of the Alcohol.”

“Why did you have makeup on? Did you do that while bonding too?”

“That, I did it before leaving home yesterday.”

“Good! What did I tell you yesterday?”

“Hmm, hm m…” she stammered.

“No need to stutter, you were talking just fine now. Where did that confidence go?”

“I am sorry”

“That is not what I heard. You said you will take consequences for your action. Didn't you?”

“No, I mean yes, as in…”

“Answer me with a yes or no! Do not make me lose my calm. So, I told you not to leave this house, and you went ahead to disregard my orders. I said I do not want you in that dress, but you went out in that exact dress and even did makeup, only for you to get home drunk. You started going out within how many days, and you are already rebelling? Oh, I must have been too soft on you. Now, listen. This will be the last time you will ever go against my order. If you want to be a whore, all you have to do was say it. Dressed in that cheap dress, reeking of alcohol. Am I a joke to you? Anyone can easily see beyond your lies, Lila. You went to a club. I was once a college student, I know all of this. If it wasn't a club, then it was a party. A fucking married woman getting drunk amidst horny teenagers. Isn't that amazing? And you have the nerve to be telling me it was all for bonding. Did I ask you to be bonding with guys over alcohol? Did I? I am so going to make you regret this. Trust me, by the time I am done, you will never have the strength to go against my orders ever again.”

“I am an adult for crying out loud! I can do what I want! You brought me in here as your wife, not your slave! Even though you didn't rightfully marry me, the moment you considered me your wife and start introducing me to others as your partner is the exact moment, you should learn to start respecting me. This is wrong! All of this. She shouted. Just yesterday, you were blaming me for not having a ring on my fingers. Should I go to the store and buy myself an expensive ring, only for you to take the grace?

If you want to be seen like a caring husband, then fucking act like one! For how long do you think I will take your shit? Just how long?

There is a limit to everything Armani, and in all honesty, you are overstepping those boundaries.”

After splitting all of her nonsense into my face, she made an attempt to leave my room. Fucking ingrate. I took you out of your hell hoe house into my mansion only for you to talk back at me.

Did I fucking pay that huge amount of money to marry you just so you can have gender equality? I must have been a joke to you.

I pulled her back forcefully by her hair and landed a thunderstorm slap on her face.

“Would you have me tell everyone that you are just my whore?

I do not know where that confidence is coming from but cut that wings before it's even ready to fly. If not, it will only get you into trouble. You are nothing but a piece of property to me. Do you understand? You will only do what I ask you, and you dare not go against my order. If you think highly of yourself, then I dare you to walk away."

“Watch me" she said as she push me out of her way and slam the door close into my face.

I am so going to beat the living beast out of that witch.

Lila! I shouted but she didn't respond, making me run after her and grabbing her forcefully, using all my grips.

“Leave me alone!” she shouted. Too bad, am not going to listen to her now. Since she doesn't know how to show respect, I might as well teach her.

“I won't take any more of your disrespect. Now go back to your room.”

“Too bad, I have no intentions of doing that.”

“Lila, for the last time, go back to your room.”

“Do your worst. I am not taking a step back in there.”

I tighten my grips on her, making her fight for freedom. At this point, I don't care if she gets hurt. I don't have her here to be adding to my problems.

She bite my hands, making me to release her hands out of pain. She used the opportunity to try and escape my grip but I was way too strong for her. She pushed me with all of her energy and in the process, she lost balance and roll down the stairs, until she landed on the ground.

Eventually, she landed in the hospital without me laying my hands on her. Luck is never really by her side.