That's it i have had enough. Enough of this bullshit.
If he thinks I'm going to sit quiet and do as I'm told.
He is highly mistaken. Since we returned from the party he has ignored me, like he does.
What does he think, touching me like that and discarding as if i am of no interest to him.
Every time i tried asking about my mother he either pretends i never said anything or gives me the death glare.
I try to break down that damn door of his office everyday, only to be chased off by his men. I rarely see Damien.
He always have guards on his office door and they really look scary. I'm done being patient. So i have made a rational decision of running away.
I don't know where i would go to or what i would do. When i think avout those things, the decision seems to be weakening.
So i just focus on getting out of this house for starters. It's 3 in the morning and i know his men and guards must be training on the grounds.
So i could get out from the backdoor, because Mila usually wakes up at 4:30. So i have one and half hour.
I slide my ring from my finger and keep it on the night stand beside the table. Taking the ring with me doesn't sit right.
So i just grab 2 pair of diamond ear rings. What? I need to survive for a week or so, before figuring out everything.
I have been making my rounds everyday after 3 so as to not get any suspicious eyes.
I use a hair tie and tie my hair into a pony tail. I put on the sneakers and slowly open the door. I observe my surroundings and step out.
I slowly walk and try to keep my look casual, but the sweat beading my temple and the slight shaking of my legs says otherwise.
I slowly cross his office. And let out a breath when i reach the stairs. I quickly travel across the stairs and reach kitchen and see there is no one there, and reach the back door.
And unlock it. I feel a little win washing over me and i step outside the house and the cool breeze touches my skin. It feels good.
But i still need to cross the main gate. And i walk towards it.
I can hear the chattering of men coming from the front side i don't think or look back as i start to jog towards the gate and my breathing literally halts.
He is standing leaning over the closed gate smoking.
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