Vindicta

The Day

Chapter Nine - The Day

The apartment was silent for the next two days as the only chat I had was with Martha while having my meals. I didn't really see Alec as he would leave for work before I would wake up and come back late at night when I was in bed already.

I was suspicious of him avoiding me and finally on friday evening, which was a day before our wedding, I knocked on his study door, knowing that he had come back early that day.

There was no reply and I didn't bother with knocking again. I slowly peeked inside and he seemed to be absorbed in a file which lay infront of him, his arms firmly resting on the desk and frown lines covering his forehead.

I cleared my throat and he looked up at me.

"Can I come in?"

Heaving a sigh, he leaned back in his chair and nodded.

"It's friday," I spoke.

"So?"

"We're getting married tomorrow,"

"I know," He raised a brow at me.

I bit my lip. "Are you avoiding me?"

"It's not like I talk to you for hours Scarlet, but anyway, no I'm not avoiding you,"

I nodded slightly and my gaze met the floor for a few seconds.

"Anything else?" He asked impatiently.

"I just.....," I trailed off and looked up to meet his eyes. "I wanna go home,"

He didn't seem to care enough as he started typing something on the laptop, which was lying beside the file.

"Can I?" I asked, not really knowing why I was even asking for his permission. I'm supposed to be a free elf.

He kept typing and for a moment, I wondered if he even listened to what I just said.

Taking in a deep breath, I turned around to leave his study and probably lock myself in my room for the next few hours if that's what it took to avoid that marriage.

I turned the knob around to open the door but it was shut firmly by a hand.

"I was listening to you," He spoke.

"Well, you didn't seem to reply," I said.

"No,"

Confused, I turned around. "What no?"

"No, you can't go,"

My brows knitted together and I frowned at him. "Why not?"

"Because I know what's going on in your mind,"

"What do you mean?" I frowned at him.

His eyes darkened and I found myself becoming smaller under his daunting glare.

"If you running away doesn't give your father a heart attack, me buying his company will surely do that," His lips pulled up into a smirk and my eyes grew big for a second.

How did he know I had this idea of running away?

"I wasn't running away," I spoke discreetly.

He withdrew his hand from my side. "I never said you were. I was just stating the consequence incase you considered the idea," His posture was menacing and I tried to stand straight without leaning against the door.

"It's too late to back out now," I muttered.

"That's right. It's too late now. The invitations have been sent out and even if you try to back out now, I will drag you to the altar Price," He spoke the last part huskily and I shivered.