42. Chapter

I wish I could fight back, punch him in the face and finally run away. But it's a scene that's only in my head. It wont happen. Outside, I have no doubt about it, his thugs are lurking, watching and they know about me, they know me. Unhappy.

“Stop it, stop it, let me go,” I try even though I know the answer.

“Stop me? “he lets out a laugh that chills my blood, he makes fun of me, he does it and enjoys “. This is just the beginning, Miller. You're thirsty?

I'm afraid to answer your question, because I don't know if he's playing or if he'll really give me water. I nod slowly, dying for that vital liquid. Then he shouts, calls a certain Carolina, the owner of that name enters urgently and I notice it. But the female doesn't even look at me.

“Sir, here you are, can I offer you anything else? “He questions, his voice sounds fearful, everyone fears him.

"No, go away, just do what I told you," he says demandingly.

The woman who wears a maid's uniform, of average height, with brown hair and a