Friction to Affection

Chapter - 14

There was silence in the house. The only sound were Alexander's father, aka Stephen's deep, heavy breaths and Alexander's quick, shallow breath. Samantha was also shocked but it quickly turned into a smug expression. She's looks very satisfied by the fact that her husband had taken her side instead of his own son.

Anyways, A few moments later, Alexander whispered in a small voice. His voice was break audible and his expression was one of hurt and slight anger.

"f-father.. D-did you just.. Did you just.. Slapped me?"

"Yes i did. So what?!"

Stephan growled as he crossed his arms. There not a single ounce of guilt or regret in his eyes. As if hitting his adult son was the most normal thing to do.

"h-how..could you..?"
Alexander whispered again. Feeling so damn hurt and vulnerable. All his confidence and dominance vanished and his sensitive side was on full display now.

"i am your father. I can slap you, hit u whenever i want okay?! And how dare you talk to my wife like that, huh?! HOW. DARE. YOU?! SHE'S YOUR GOD DAMN MOTHER!"

stephan yelled loudly. His voice echoing as he took a menacing step towards Alexander.

Stephan's sharp gaze was making Alexander squirm. He felt a sense of satisfaction and dominance after seeing the affect he was having on his son. It made both stephan and Samantha smirk.

Alexander's eyes widened and he quickly lowered his head at his father's words. His fist clenched.

"she's not my mother! She can never take place of my real mother. Sigh father.. How did you move on so quickly? Did mum meant nothing to you?!"

Alexander yelled loudly in pure emotion.

"DON'T YOU DARE RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME, BOY! don't forget that i am the one who's in charge here and yes! Your real mother meant nothing to me! She was just a sickly, frail women and i married her out of pity"

Stephen yelled and Alexander's heart stopped beating. Really? That was all? Pity?

It was too much for Alexander to handle. He felt like he was about to pass out. So he quickly ran upstairs to his room. Stumbling and wobbling. The moment he reached his room, he slammed the door and he took a sharp breath in as he felt his father's words sinking in.