I'm His Fake Girlfriend

Chapter 15

Cornelia's POV

His words. It stinged in my heart. It hurted me so much. I could not believe he said something like that. He didn't know about my past. He could not judge me based on my family.

Moreover, he has no right to judge my parents. My parents were good people. We were not greedy.

I hate him. I hate him so much. I thought I started to built a feeling for him. But he crashed it. I was disappointed. Very disappointed.

I ran away from Colton. I could not face him. I didn't want to meet him.

This was supposed to be the best holiday. It was my first overseas. But I already got this bad things.

I still ran with all my strengh. I didn't want to go back to the hotel. I knew I will met him there. I wanted to go back to New York, to Tori's place.

I could not stop crying. Colton hurted me too much. He insulted me of something that I did not even do. He even insulted my family. I could not believe all that words came out from his mouth. It was too painful.

Suddently someone grabbed my hand from behind me. I yelled. But he put his hand on my mouth, so I could not yell. I was trying to move from his hold. But his gripped was too strong.

"Calm down, Lia."

Lia? Who the hell was he? How did he know my name? Was he a stalker? It seemed like today was not my day. In fact, it was a very bad day.

I spun around so I could face him. He looked like a rich person. He was tall. Maybe he was around Colton's age. Maybe 23 or 24. He wore a black tux. He definitely not a murderer. But he could be a stalker or a rapist.

"Who are you?" I got panic. I still tried to struggle from his grip.

"Calm down. Let's go somewhere to discuss something." He dragged me.

"No! There is no way I will go with you!"

"You don't have to be afraid, Lia. You are safe with me."

"There is no way I could be safe with you?"

"I assure you. You will be safe with me."

He kept drag me to a black car. The car looked so elegant.

I kept struggle to released his grip. "Let go! It hurts, you bastard!" I bite his hand.

"Shit!" He swore. He let go of me. I took my chance to ran away from him. But he got me back.

He pushed me into the car. I sat at the back with him. When we were inside the car, he finally let go of my hand.

I touched my hand. His hand was printted on my skin. "What the hell! Who are you actually?"

"Lia, it's not good to swear in front of your brother. I thought our parents taught you well."

Brother? What the fuck! He got my nerve. He probably a rapist.

"Excuse me, Mr. But I don't have a brother. Now please let me go out from this damn car. If you don't let me go, then I will call police."

"Try it if you can."

Ughhh.. This damn person.

"LET. ME. GO!!"

"Never. Lia please hear my story first."

"There is nothing I want to hear about. Please let me go."

"Lia. Please. I will let you go after you hear my explaination."