In Love With The Enemy: A Love and Hate Story Book #1

Chapter 10: Abducted (Part 2)

Alina POV:

In the blink of an eye, my day just got 1000 times worse.

Looking at him in front of me, is something I never wanted to experience in my life.

Why is he here in the first place?

Wait! Did Arthur set me up?

After all, he is cousins with him. So this was the plan, the reason why I 'HAD' to attend something I know nothing about.

I was confused and paranoid about this whole gathering thing, but I never once thought that this was what would go down.

How could he? I mean, I shouldn't be surprised.

Well, I am not exactly surprised at what he did. After all, this is something I wouldn't doubt he'd do.

Even though I knew something like this would happen, him putting me in these types of situations, but I really thought for a moment that he was better than that.

At least a little, but I was very wrong.

What Xavier did, and what Tristan did was unforgivable and unforgettable.

Arthur making me look at this devil in person, is so cruel. No matter what I expected from any of them, it is still very wrong.

The worry I had about being here is now gone.

The shock I had seeing him here is gone.

The pain is also not visible, only my anger.

I promised to get my revenge sooner or later, but I never wanted to be face to face with him, like EVER!

It wasn't because I feared what would happen to me if we came in contact, but it was because I feared what I would do, what trouble I would get in if I ever saw his face.

The emotion I have that I can't describe is so strong, anything would be possible.

I not only wanted him dead, but I wanted him to feel every single thing.

I wasn't one to be like this whatsoever. My younger self was nothing like me now.

There was no way I would ever think about hurting anything that is living, but that all changed after my father's death.

Now all I am stuck with is the pain and so much anger that no matter what I do, would never leave me.

It only gets worse, and there is nothing I could do to control it, besides keeping my distance.

Now that he's just a few inches away from me, I don't even want to think about what I could be capable of doing to him.

Those eyes of him that were glued to mines broke our intense gaze over one another, and started to roam my entire body.

I saw how he tensed, and how his jaw clenched, while literally ogling over every single part of my body before looking back up at my face.

I knew exactly what he was doing just now. What made him think it's okay to check me out after what he and his father did?

If it wasn't said before, I had a bad history with guys and that history is one of the reasons I don't have a boyfriend to this day.

There were many guys who tried to hit on me, but I pushed every single one of them away after Louis and every guy before him.

Those used to be some of my most memorable moments, but now it's just an old and distant painful memory.

I barely think about it now, the pain I felt after my father was stronger than the pain from all those heartbreaks. But when I do think of it, I only feel bad for them.