Chapter 92

- POV LUZ

She ran her fingers along the glass of the machine, tired of banging against it. Through the dark glass, she could see nothing outside.

Atlas put me in here, I realized how changed he was when he saw me trying to find the password for the penthouse.

As punishment, he ordered his uniform to be washed, an interesting discovery was that he served in the army.

I even understand your anger at having stained your uniform, but nothing justifies your abrupt attitude of putting me in here. For a moment I thought he would hit me, Atlas was a man of little patience, but he held back for my good.

“Come out, Luz!” Before you let her spend all day in that washer.

I could finally see the Luz, I fit neatly inside the washing machine, but of course, I didn't want to stay there. I dragged myself out.

I placed my hands on the floor, and then I suddenly stood up and pushed him intermittently angrily.

“Ah, you know how to react.”

Says Atlas, enjoying that I'm attacking him. He felt so angry.

“Yo