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Being Betrayed Again
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2024-10-29 19:42:56"And to make things more interesting, would you like to see one more thing?" He asks pacing away from me as he goes to stand in the front of the room and casually places his hand on the top of the chair where he was sitting as the head of this meeting.
I run my hands through my hair, staring at him with nothing but betrayal on my face as I say nothing.He chuckles at the dumb fucking expression on my face as I stand there feeling worse about myself."Raise your head and see what our recording buddy might have witnessed in the last fifteen minutes." He says pointing towards the lone camera hoisted up in one corner of the room.Realisation dawns upon me.There are cameras in every conference room of this office and at the moment, I am looking at the one which has just recorded me getting off at the hand of the new boss.Fuck.I could lose my job for this and be defamed."You could lose your job, little Meera." He purrs from where he is standing, watching me like a hawk.I meet his eyes with my lower lip quivering, "what do you want, Alejandro?" I ask dejectedly, glaring at him with nothing but pure malice.Why couldn't I have pushed him away when he started kissing me? Why couldn't I have stopped him? Why did I let him continue on for as long as he did?A voice inside me screams at me— because you have always been fickle in his hands. Because you have absolutely no self respect or self preservation.The pang of disgust that I feel for myself hurts me more than I can bear at the moment.However, even then, I square my shoulders and try my best to remain standing as I meet his gaze."I want to make you suffer, Meera." He growls, "I still haven't forgotten your actions. I still haven't let go of how you betrayed me." He approaches me once again and I inadvertently take a step back but he matches my pace too easily with his six feet five inch of height as he stops right in front of me, towering over me and glaring into my eyes."I didn't betray you." I whimper helplessly as I stare at him. I know there is no point in explaining myself. He is going to finish what he started. He is going to kill me.Maybe not today, but soon enough.And this time, he is not going to give me a chance to run."Oh, I am going to enjoy breaking your spirit this time, Meera." He says with a smirk before his eyes darken, "but first, I want to know where my child is." He says in a dangerously calm tone.My heart lurches in pain at his demand as my gaze drops down to the ground between us and I just stand there feeling pangs of pain attacking my chest and soul.Oh, how I have tried to avoid feeling this pain."I asked you a question, Mrs. Harrington." He snaps again, deliberately using my married name to remind me that I am still attached to him."I can't tell you that." I whisper...hoping that he would just drop the topic and let me walk away. Hoping that he would not make me say the truth out loud.However, as always, my wishes are unanswered as he grabs me by my jaw and pushes me roughly against the conference table beside us and I suck in a harsh breath at the suddenness of it all."Tell me where my child is, Meera. I saw those fucking reports confirming your pregnancy. I heard you telling the truth in front of your bodyguard." He growls in my face, his grip tightening on my cheeks as tears fill up my eyes and I once again try to find the human behind his monstrous hatred."That same bodyguard who was probably fucking you." He growls and I scrunch my eyes at that, shaking my head as my bottom lip continues to quiver. "I killed him by the way." Tears spring free from my eyes at that.Sandro was like a brother to me. And somehow, Ace despised him and he allowed Serena to fill his mind with bullshit. That's where things started going wrong between me and my husband."Tell me where my kid is, Meera." He commands again.That is when I shake my head slightly and with my eyes still closed, I say one single statement—"That child was never born, Alejandro. He died in my womb."Related chapters
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