I'm All Yours | B.E

Chapter Five

Her eyes stared at her own reflection through the convex mirror of Andrew's car while her hand fixed up her white, silk dress.

It's sleeves loosely hung off of her shoulders. It stopped right above her knee. A small, silver chain on her neck and a white Chanel purse that had matching white Chanel heels.

"I'm hoping you won't be such a virago at the meeting, little bird," he shot her a look before fixating back on the road.

The meeting about Andrew potentially giving his lawyer services to the jewelry company.

Billie moved her glare even further away from him, biting down on her bottom lip, "Do not test my fucking patience today, Andrew."

"Watch your mouth," he spoke a little too calmly. "Before my threats actually turn into a reality."

Nervously she pressed her lips together, "Stop bringing it up."

"You're giving me a reason to, Billie. It's all on you."

"Coercion does not look good on you, Andrew," she spoke back.

He chuckled, taking a turn into the parking lot "It's not coercion, sweetheart. It's me showing you your place."

God, she regretted meeting and even worse, marrying him. It had made her past two years torturous. Last two years through hell with the devil himself. And the worst part was that she couldn't tell anyone. She was terrified that Andrew's threats would actually become true. His people were always there, wether she knew it or not. It was impossible to hide anything from him.

Not wanting to get into trouble, she kept her mouth shut. Just like Andrew liked it.

"We're here," he sarcastically smiled at her.

Billie didn't even bother to look at him. She reached for the door handle and opened it, stepping outside and slamming the door after her, not bothering to wait for him.

She watched him get out of the car and lock the door behind himself, before walking up to her,

"We should talk later. Maybe I can help you with some of that excess energy."

Billie scoffed, staring him dead in the eyes "Could start by not treating me like an animal."

"If that's how you want to put it, I'm down."

Andrew sneaked his arm around her waist and pulled her closer, making his way to the entry of the building. Another dreadful meeting. She was hoping to herself that this one was going to be the last one in a long time.

"Just smile and be polite. You'll be able to use that money for your shoes or whatever you'll want to spend it on this time," he commented after noticing the expression drawn all over Billie's face.

She clenched her jaw and looked his way, forcing out a sarcastic smile.

Billie couldn't help but feel vindictive. There were so many reasons on why she wanted to get revenge. For everything he had done to her for the past two years. All of the humiliation and abuse. But she wasn't the one with infinite power. Unfortunately she was more like a door mat. Or an "arm candy" as Andrew would sometimes state while being under the influence.

Before entering the office, he knocked.

Andrew opened the door and let Billie walk in first.

The first thing she did was look around the massive office.

She glared at the tables, that were placed vertically, connecting to a table that was placed horizontally.

Her eyes stared at the man who was collecting some papers while standing up.