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Elena P.O.V

I felt a hot sting on my cheek the moment I turned around. I held my face and look up to see Carl was standing right in front of me, with his security men by his side.

“Did you really think I am a fool and you can easily escape from me?” He asked with rage in his voice. I hated a failed mission and I was certain there was going to be consequences awaiting me.

“I am sorry.” Was the only possible words I could say, to mitigate the situation. It only seemed to have alleviated it as Carl made his way over to my side.

“You will have lots of explaining to do, when we get to my room.” A lump I didn’t noticed was stuck in my throat, was forcefully swallowed by me, as he said those words. Carlos was very dangerous and being in the same room with him, anything could possibly happen.

His soldiers rushed over to my side, yanked my hand and forcefully moved me away out of the outer part of the building, despite my struggle. Moments like this, made me wish I was a man and could out mane