Angelina’s POV“You knew from the beginning?” I asked her in a shocked tone.She smiled at me sadly “Yes, Lucas knew you were going to be in that car from the start. He knew your name even before he met you. But when you lied about it, he went along with you”How the hell did he know my name?How did he know I was going to be in that car yesterday?And what else does he know?His mind games were driving me crazy.I don’t even know what’s real and what’s not anymore at this point.“If he knew, why did he stay quiet?” I asked her in confusion.“I don’t really know how that kid’s mind works. But I guess when he realized how much he really scared you yesterday, he knew you weren’t going to tell him the truth. So he decided to seek it out another way. David told me everything that happened in there. You were going to go with that man even though you knew he wasn’t your real father. You knew he was going to take you to Zade. Can I know why?” she asked carefully.I looked through my window,
Angelina’s POVI stared at him silently, waiting for his next move, daring him to come at me again.“You really wanna fight me? Because let me tell you, it won’t end well for you” he said playfully, but I could still feel the underlying tension in there.“I really don’t want to, Lucas. But you’re pushing me. All you have to do is hand me my ID and let me go. That’s all I’m asking for” I tried to say reasonably.“Angel, we’re way past that already. You’re not going anywhere” he said in a bored tone like I was a broken record.I shook my head in disgust “I’m no angel Lucas. You better not call me that again”Fact is ‘Angel’ was my mom’s nickname for me, and hearing it from him rattled me to the core but I tried so hard to shove past that.He smiled at me seductively “Well, you can’t really spell Angelina without Angel. So you kind of are”Arrogant, smartass, prick! just come at me already so I have an excuse to make you regret ever saying that nickname!“Lucas, stop this” Diana warned a
Angelina’s POVI was petrified to say the least.Both by his words and his slight movement that made me very much aware of it only after he mentioned it.I wasn’t hot and bothered like he insinuated because I was too scared and too angry to focus on anything else besides beating the shit out of him and blowing off all my bottled up anger on him.He was right about one thing though, annoyingly right, my pussy is virgin. And maybe that’s exactly why his words combined with his hard erection pressing and pulsing against me scared me and frightened me more than it should had I possessed the slightest experience with anything sexual.I’ve never even been kissed before can you believe that?Never reached to any base like any normal eighteen year old.It had something to do with what my mom had been through. It made me grasp to protecting myself and not give a piece of myself to just anyone who showed me the slightest interest. I was really careful when it came to boys.. No one even held my
Angelina’s POVI turn around to face him because I can’t take this anymore.He was going to hurt me to get the truth anyway. And even after I tell him the truth he’s going to hurt me nonetheless.The way I see it, it will hurt either way, so might as well get it over with, right?He must have seen the look of defeat and immense pain on my face, because he starts walking in my direction and I let him.He stands right in front of me and I don’t flinch, recoil, or look away.He says softly “Why in the world won’t you tell me who you are Angel? What are you afraid of exactly?”I take a deep breath, the last deep breath I’ll ever be able to take most probably. His softness was appreciated compared to the dangerous, feral look he was giving me before when he asked me the same question earlier.“Afraid you won’t believe me anymore” I said vulnerably the tears pooled in my eyes, partially obscuring my view of him.When they spilled down my cheeks and I could see him clearly again, I saw the s
Angelina’s POVLucas finally released his harsh hold on my arms as he turned around to lock the front door with the key he took from Mathew earlier.Why he was locking it if we were just going to talk? I had a very, sinking, bad, awful, dreadful feeling about the answer to that question.He turned back around and addressed me strictly “Move inside”I pursed my lips and started walking inside the house into the living room that was open with the small dining room on the opposite side.“Sit down” he ordered behind me when I stopped in the middle of the living room.I moved and sat at the single couch, by the unlit fire place. I was freezing cold and I wasn’t talking about the actual cold dread of being left alone with Lucas, I was honestly freezing cold, and shaking like a leaf with the whole chattering teeth and shivering heart. Our little altercation outside got me soaking wet as I ended up being the one pinned down right on the snowy, freezing ground.He moved silently and thankfully
Lucas’s POVAs I sat there watching her tell her story, there was no part of me that even doubted the truthfulness and honesty behind every word.Not even my psycho side doubted that sincerity and that immense pain that was pouring out of her like a flood, hitting me and hurting me alongside her.This time, her story made total sense. There were no gaps. No question marks.It was finally her truth.But she was positive that I wouldn’t believe her anymore because of her previous lies to me and more importantly, because she’s Zade’s daughter.She knew how much I want the son of a bitch to pay for everything, and the only reason she kept her mouth shut all this time, the only reason she was scared out of her mind about her identity coming to light was because she knew I will use her in any way I can to get back at him, regardless of her innocence. Regardless of the fact that this girl had absolutely nothing in common with him. She never even met him.I was so fucking lost on what to do h
Lucas’s POV“Absolutely not!” My mom says frantically in reaction to hearing my plan.Part of my plan that is, not all of it, because I was absolutely sure that she was going to hit me if she hears the whole thing. So I had to hide some little details from her.After I told everyone Angelina’s story, I saw how much they all sympathized with her, especially mom who started crying for her right away.“Why not? It will all be an act, she will understand that once it’s over” I said rationally.“Just tell her what you want to do, and ask for her permission” mom said strictly.“I can’t do that! She’s a horrible liar and we can all attest to that. It won’t work if she knows” I argued.“Then find another way” mom said flatly.I rolled my eyes “There is no other way. That’s the best way to get the son of a bitch here and deep down, you know it”“She’s been through enough Lucas! You cannot put her through this again. She’s been broken so many times already!” she said emotionally.I try not to l
Angelina’s POVThe wait for a reply was torturous.Lucas didn’t bother to look at me the whole time we were waiting for a response.He just sat on the sofa across from me and played candy crush on his phone, smiling every now and then when he made a victorious move.Just when I think that I’ve seen every crazy, deranged side of him, he surprises me again.After about ten minutes; which surely felt like ten hours to me, his phone started ringing.He looked at me with a smirk as he got up and said playfully “Looks like daddy got our cute little selfie together, finally”He supported his phone on the vase that was on the middle of the coffee table in front of me before he swiped to answer the video call, then moved to stand behind me.I blinked through my watery eyes to see who was staring at us through the screen and was met with a very angry looking old man. Probably in his late forties with deep blue eyes, a black trimmed bear, and clean shaved head.The deep blue eyes left no flicker