Page 41 of Forced By the Bratva

The fury in his eyes, the hatred with which he’d looked at me, and the merciless grunts that had escaped his lips when he’d tightened his hold on my neck. . .

I cringed again at the thought of that and hugged my body closer.

More tears streamed from my eyes, almost blinding me, and I would run my palms over my face occasionally to get rid of the tears.

I was currently in a separate room from him, and that was why I had the space to cry as loudly as I wanted. I was too scared to stay in the same room with him. I’d witnessed his fury, which I definitely didn’t want to experience again. I thought staying away from him would be the best thing to do.

He was equally too furious to stand my presence.

With a deep sigh, I reached out to take the second pack of tissues from the bedside table. I’d already exhausted one pack by blowing my nose and wiping my tears; the end result was several wet tissues littered all over the floor in my room, but I didn’t care. The only thing that bothered me at the time was the situation I was in.

I knew I’d made a mistake by not quickly texting Feliks then to inform him about the situation at hand and that I needed to get to the hospital. It would have made things easier if it had happened that way.

Then again, I wasn’t entirely to be blamed. I’d been too worried about my mom to even think of anything else. But then, look at where it landed me.

I gritted my teeth as my sorrow briefly gave way to anger, the anger I felt for Veronica because this was all her fault. In fact, she had the highest blame in all of this. She’d found the perfect opportunity to get me into trouble, and she did not hesitate to take it because of how much she despised me.

I reached out to the pack of tissues once again to take another to wipe my face.

After the third failed attempt, I angrily picked up the entire pack and flung it against the wall while screaming my lungs out.

My eyes were already stinging from all the tears, and my head hurt from crying so much, but I didn’t want to stop anytime soon.

I finally rose from the bed, where I’d been sitting for the past hour, and went into the bathroom to splash water on my face, hoping to get rid of the stinging in my eyes.

I looked up into the mirror in front of me after wiping my face with a soft white towel. My eyes were all swollen, but I didn’t want to stop crying yet. I was so hurt by everything that had happened that I wanted to stay in my room for the next week and cry my eyes out.

While I stood there, staring into the mirror, more tears began to flood from my eyes and down to my neck till they tricked down into my clothes.

I sluggishly dragged my legs out of the bathroom and was startled to see the housekeeper standing in front of my door.

She looked awkwardly from me to the pieces of messed-up tissues scattered all over the ground.

Her eyes roamed all over the floor until she noticed the half-full pack I had earlier tossed to the wall. Her eyes were wide, and her lips pulsed, but she did not say a word. I was too messed up now to mind.

I looked at her for a while and went over to sit back on the bed without bothering to ask why she was there.

“Dinner is ready. Mr. Feliks has decided to skip dinner, so I already laid the table for one. If you would come downstairs so that—”

I quickly cut her off before she could finish her statement. “I’m not hungry.”

“But you look pale—you could be doing some harm to yourself if you don’t—”

“I said, I’m not hungry,” I said, this time more crossly.

She nodded and walked out of my room.

“Get out!” I yelled, even though she was already out of sight, and punched the bed repeatedly.

This was all Veronica’s fault. I guess she was happy now after getting what she wanted. She’d succeeded in getting me into trouble and causing me pain, like she’d always done all my life.

I swallowed hard and gritted my teeth. I wished there were a way I could take revenge on her for what she did to me. I wanted to get back at both her and Leo and make them pay for what they’d put me through.

Leo must have contacted Veronica when he couldn’t reach me because he knew she’d be able to help him get to me.

Veronica, knowing that I must have been in the hospital, must have tipped him off on my whereabouts and come running. Both had ruined things for me; just when I’d thought I could settle down and enjoy my home with Feliks—regardless of how we had gotten married—then this happened, thanks to Veronica and Leo.

More tears were streaming down my eyes and almost blinding me, and because I’d thrown off the wet wipes, I had nothing to wipe my tears with.

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