Chapter 12 : Hi Mr Jealousy!

The door to their room wasn't locked, but Larry was so angry he wanted to kick it down. He turned the doorknob violently and saw Lydia sitting in a chair by the window, sobbing.

He showed no compassion or regret and only looked at her, rolling his eyes and shaking his shoulders, as if he didn't care.

"Is it good now? Are you done with your acting now? What kind of play was that? Cinderella? You wanted to play the damsel in distress like in those movies, right?", Larry asked.

"I never tried to seduce your father! "Lydia replied.

"Haha! And you expect me to believe you, huh?"

"I don't care... since I know that my word is worthless to you..."

"Exactly. At least you were able to use your tiny brain and you understood at least one thing. That's a big step for the world, I assure you. Well, get up, and wipe away those crocodile tears, we have a business dinner to attend. "

"I...I'd rather stay here...I think I'll be too much over there, I've been humiliated enough as it is since I've known you. ", Lydia said.

"You'll indeed be too much, certainly... but I need my associates to see that I'm a serious and responsible person and that I... well, forget it, you won't understand, and I don't have any explanations to give you! Get up, and stop whining!"

"I don't want to go...I'm tired of being humiliated! "

"We'll go anyway. And I hate to say what I'm about to say, but, if you come with me tonight, I promise I'll try to be better. "

"You already promised your father and you didn't keep your promise, you think you can fool me easily, Larry Larson?"

Larry walked up to her, gripping her wrist tightly as he looked into her eyes. 

"You wouldn't want me to get upset, would you?"

His lips were very close to Lydia's cheeks, and she could smell the minty scent as he spoke.

"You see...now let go of me, you brute! You're hurting me!"

He obeyed and let go of her wrist.

"Lydia, I'm going to ask you one more time, and if after this time you don't obey me, I'll undress you myself, and take you to the bathroom."

Lydia stared at him with wide eyes trying to catch his next move. She was afraid, however, because he always did what he said, and it wasn't right to piss him off.

She decided to get up and was about to head to the bathroom when Larry suddenly grabbed her hand again, but this time with delicacy.

"I bought a dress for you for this occasion and I want you to wear it. I'm going next door to make a few phone calls, and when I get back I want you to have your hair and makeup done. "

"But..."

"There's no 'but' to it! That's just the way it is, okay!"

Lydia had no choice but to obey. She looked at Larry indignantly and tried to pull her hand away. The latter didn't let her and pulled her towards him. He looked her up and down with a predatory gaze as if he intended to throw her into bed and do naughty things to her.

"Why are you looking at me like that? That's enough, get off my back, I can't stand you, Larry Larson! Go do your thing and leave me alone," Lydia said.

"I wonder what went through my father's mind to make me marry a hysterical woman.

"So, who are you calling hysterical? I still wonder what went through my father's head to make me marry a...a gigolo, a savage, an arrogant man like you!"

"Mind your words, woman!", Larry shouted at her, with his face close to hers.

"Or else what? Or else what are you going to do to me?", Lydia replied.

Larry went to get even closer to her face, touching her lips, but at that moment, a maid knocked on the door.

"Excuse me, Mr. Larry, but there's a call from one of your associates on the office line, shall I transfer the call to your phone?

"No, I'll take the call. And you (talking to Lydia), this conversation isn't over, we'll do this later, now do what I told you."

"As far as I'm concerned, this conversation is over! Now get off my back and go!"

Larry let go of her because he had to talk to that partner but he didn't seem happy at all that the maid had disturbed them just when he was planning to get Lydia to shut up!

Meanwhile, she locked the door, then undressed to go to the bathroom.

When she finished showering, she was still wrapped in a large white towel.

She dropped it on the floor and put on a pair of red lace panties while looking at herself in the mirror. Then she took her bra and just as she was about to fasten it, she felt a hand behind her back, grabbing the top of her bra.

She was about to scream when she suddenly saw Larry's reflection in the mirror. She quickly turned around and grabbed the towel to hide her body.

"What are you doing here? Then how did you get in since I locked the door!" Lydia screamed in panic.

Larry pulled something out of his pocket and shook it in front of Lydia's face.

"I remind you that this is my room too so it's normal that I have the keys too!

"You didn't have to show up like that like a bandit!"

"And did I scare you, uh?" Larry said as he approached her. As he approached, Lydia took a step back. She almost stumbled when Larry grabbed her by the waist.

"That's the way I always get women, they all fall for me," Larry said proudly.

"That's not the case with me, now get off me! I want some privacy, is that too much to ask?"

"And then, what do you think you're hiding under that towel, that I've never seen in a woman?"

"I'm not just any woman Larry Larson! Don't compare me to your mistresses!"

"Save that conversation for later, turn around!"

"No, go away!"

"Turn around before I get angry," Larry growled

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Lydia obeyed and turned around. 

Larry brushed her hair to the side and placed a gold necklace with a small white stone around her neck. Lydia looked at the stone and wondered why he was acting differently this time. He seemed thoughtful. Maybe he was starting to like her.

"That was my mother's necklace, you better not mess it up!

"It's pretty..."

"Linda will help you get ready. I command you to be ready in an hour!"

As soon as he finished saying this, he left just like that. Without any other words or anything. This man remains a mystery to Lydia.