21 # Gift?

Author's POV

"What?" He screeched looking at her and she shrugged off casually.

She was feeling ashamed that she doesn't have a phone in this century. She was feeling like she is an alien and wrongly delivered to this planet, especially with him.

"I haven't, my phone was lost on the night before the wedding," She answered collecting her all strength.

Remembering that night, blood in his vein picked up the race with anger. He was feeling his blood speeding through his veins.

Abruptly, he held her right hand and made her turn facing the wall of the elevator, and pulled her hand-folding it behind her back. She screamed painfully and tears made their place in her eyes as the hand was gripped tightly and it was badly hurting her.

"Mr... Black, please leave, you are hurting me," She pleaded in her crashed tone.

"How dare you?" He harshly muttered in her ears and pressed her hard to the wall. Her cheeks and entire body were hurting due to his weight.

"Make sure you won't cheat on me