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CHAPTER 17

Hillary Pov

I bit my fingernails nervously as I sat on my bed. After all, I did disobey him. "Why is he taking so long, ugh?" With a moan, I collapsed onto my bed.

I was dying of anticipation. "Hillary." I got a shiver down my spine as I heard his deep, harsh voice. I was scared when Rodrigo called me Hillary instead of Freckles.

I stepped quickly and turned the knob. His dark blue eyes were filled with rage. His chiselled jaw tightened, giving him an even more menacing appearance.

His attire appeared to have altered, as he was now dressed in grey sweatpants and a sweater. He loomed large over me. I hurriedly shut the door behind him as he went inside.

I continued to fidget with my fingers as I stood by the entrance. All I could hear in the completely silent room was my laboured breathing.

"I, Rodrigo... "Hillary, why are you so stubborn?" He said calmly, too calmly. "Are you aware of how much trouble this immature act has caused you?"

He did not even look at me. With careful st
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