His Cruel Existence

Flora found him dragging her inside one of the rooms in the villa. He finally let go of her hand with a jerk and turned around to face her. His cerulean eyes were glowering down at her, barbically. Flora did her best to mask her nervousness in front of him and continued to stand before him while maintaining her face of bravery.

“You love creating fucking drama over everything, don't you?” He seethed out at her. She knew he was talking about that woman, Lioza’s presence in the hall when she asked him for contraception pills.

“Can you blame me when you have turned my life into a thrilling movie and have become the villain of it, Mr Zelvasco?” she uttered, fearlessly. He clenched his jaw at her reply. He took a threatening step closer to her, filling her body with goosebumps.

“You know that Lioza was present there with us,” he growled at her. Hearing that woman's name from his mouth, Flora felt a sudden kind of anger rushing inside her body.

“And you also know that I did try to talk to y