Dancing with the Devil || Book 2

8

He slammed his office door; locking it.

"Sit down" he said eerily calm.

I 100% sat the fuck down. His whole demeanor was scary. The rolled up sleeves and the cold expression was enough to make you feel like you were in huge trouble.

He grabbed a coat from his coat rack and threw it at me.

"This is Rebecca's trench coat. Put it on."

"Oh so that whore even gets her own little spot in your office hm ?"

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING ON ABOUT?" He shouted.

Theo grabbed my face squeezing it a bit.

"Between you and her, whose really acting like a whore ?" He spat.

I turned my head to get rid of his grip.

"YOU ARE!" I screamed.

"Yeah? Since you know so fucking much, what'd I do? I fucked her? I kissed her? What did I do DIYA?!" He yelled in my face aggressively.

"I don't know" my voice cracked a little as I covered my face.

"EXACTLY EX FUCKING ACTLY!"

"You took off and went god knows where and did god knows what last night. And spent about $6,000 with your emergency card. And who the FUCK is that fucking guy Diya? This is not like you. All for some shit you. don't. know."

He laughed dryly as he picked up a vase.

"Dont forget when you fucking threw the champagne glass " he mockingly threw the vase, making me jump. The pieces of the decor went everywhere

"ALL FOR WHAT? you have NO FUCKING idea what happened" he continued yelling.

"I know that you haven't been there Athello." I cried.

"Don't you fucking dare push this reckless behavior onto me." He pointed his finger at me from across the room as he angrily paced.

I continued through my tears. "IT'S TRUE! Not one ballet performance. Not one outing with Nikki. I don't even get to go on dates with you anymore."

I trailed off as I looked down. I noticed my foot was bleeding from a large piece of vase cutting me. I hadn't even felt a thing earlier, but I was starting to feel the pain in my foot now.

Theo noticed me looking down and quickly got down to my foot's level.

"oh baby..I-I'm sorry" he whispered as he examined my foot.

"save it" I snapped.

I stood up in pain, attempting to leave the room by myself.
I almost fell but Theo supported my body weight.

"Please let me carry you"

"Please fuck off. just get away from me and call Sophia."