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ONE deep breath before I went inside. I don't care if Colt gets mad, all I want to do right now is to punch his face. That way, I will feel fine. And I'll leave his house, peacefully.

The cracked picture frame is no longer on the floor. The devil probably cleaned that up.

I roamed my eyes around the house. There are many doors on the second floor. I don’t care which of those is Colt’s room. I'll just break down all the doors so I can easily find his prison.

I rested deeply again. Gosh, for almost a year I've been hiding, only now can I meet people again. I was tempted to just climb the big stairs.

"So which one is your room, beast?" I whispered loudly before kicking the first door I came across.

Ohh, such a nice room. My mind whispered as I entered the clean room. It was painted with white and gray color. There are also some paintings hanging on the wall. Well actually, not just on the wall. It was all over the room. Do they know how to paint or do they just buy them?

When my eyes were full of every paintings in the room, I immediately went out. What am I going to do there? Eh, that's not what I'm looking for.

I immediately headed to the farthest room to my right. I turned the lock and was thrilled to realize it was locked. Maybe the beast's inside.

I took my useless credit card out of my wallet. I quickly pushed you to the side. This is what I watch on TV. Cards or hairpins can be used. I just hope that's true because my fist is so itchy.

When I heard the sound, signaling that the door had been opened, I woke up and opened it loudly. My grin was immediately wiped away when the gigantic paintings were exposed to me. Zairene's face was painted very neatly. It was as if every detail had been thought through. Even the lash is realistic. If I hadn't just approached the pictures I might have thought they were taken by a camera.

Whoever paints these masterpieces, he has earned my respect and admiration. At least I know how to appreciate arts. I just wish Colt didn’t paint it because it might diminish my admiration for the paintings scattered throughout the room.

"What the fuck are you doing here ?!" That voice echoed throughout the room. I don't know, but this time I feel my knees trembling. Maybe because of his loud voice or the fact that he caught me entering this precious room.

I tried to harden the expression on my face before facing him. He's wearing the same expression. It's as if he's going to tear me apart at any moment.

"Well I forgot to give you this .." I said. I took a few steps between the two of us before unleashing a solid punch for Colt. Right before it hits his face, he quickly ducked and held my waist. It was like a sack of rice that he carried me out of that room.

"Put me down!" I yelled at him. I tirelessly slapped his back before forcing him to leave as he lifted me.

From the corner of my eyes I saw a room open. Maybe that was the savage room. "Alright, I'll leave, just put me down!" I insist on Colt.

That is exactly what he did. He pushed me down so my ass hit the floor. It hurts! My ass was bulging but because Colt was so hard on me, it really hurt when it hit the floor.

"Now, leave!" He said emphatically.

I looked at him sharply before slowly standing up. I made a fuss before without saying a word kicking his knee. When Colt writhed in pain I quickly ran to the open room. But I didn’t close it right away because Colt quickly blocked his body at the door.

I was about to run again to go to the bathroom when Colt suddenly pulled me away. Right then, he pinned me to the wall. His eyes were like darts.

"Alright, alright, I'll leave, for real." I said with both hands raised. I was about to leave when Colt gripped my shoulders tightly. "Asshole," I whispered emphatically who also didn't escape his hearing.

"Did Flix really send you to pick me up? Or are you a stalker?"

"Excuse me ?!" I said out loud when I heard the last word come out of his mouth. Stalker? Am I a stalker? His stalker?

"What? Defensive much?" he said with a dark expression on his face.

"I'm Flix's employee. He's really asking you to come because he wants to talk to you. That's all!" I answer emphatically. As if I want you to come here! If it weren't for what Flix knew I wouldn't be following his orders! And stalker? You're handsome, I'll give you that, but to stalk you like what you're saying, nah, over my dead body. I can't type!

"You're aware that I'm still here, right? Raise your voice so that those outside can hear as well." Colt said as my cheeks warmed. Fuck! I seem to have said out loud what was on my mind. But let him know that not all women fall for him.

"I'm leaving."

"I won't let you leave without—,"

"Don't you want me to leave. Eh why are you stopping me now ?!" I said irritably. If Flix didn't really know my secret, I would have kicked the twin he conceived in the face out of resentment.

"That was before, but for now, you need to stay here until the police arrive."

"What ?!" my questioning eyes widened. It's okay for him to throw me out of his house. But to call the police ?! Fuck! When they found out I was a Salvador, they would take me home. Or maybe they'll direct me to jail!

"What? Are you scared?" with a grin at Colt's eleven questions.

"Don't .., don't call the police. I'm really leaving." I said trying to get away between the wall and Colt's.

Shit! Why am I scared? They are just police. Even if Kuya hates me, he won't let me down! My brother loves me. He just didn’t really grieve that our name was tarnished because of what I did to stupid Mark Lorenzo.

I quickly calmed myself before laughing weakly. I looked coldly at Colt.

"You're crazy." Colt said softly to me.

"I just realized, I already dipped my feet in hell, when I came here. Why don't I just try before I finally drown." I boldly said that his jaws tightened.

Fuck, these Vierco's. Especially that stupid Flix! He forced me to do this! He forced me to go back to the things I was trying to avoid! I'm free from the hell I was in before, why does he have to take me back there ?!

"Who are you?"

I made a good laugh. "I am your brother's employee. He sent me here to tell you he needs to talk to you."

Colt's jaws tightened again. "I already told you—,"

"I know." I said quickly. "It's a mania for me to stay here. Why am I wasting time with someone like you? I shouldn't be in trouble if you don't go." I said in disgust. Why did I waste any more time on this one ?! Ah, maybe because of what he did to me earlier. But now, I am clear. They don't deserve my precious time.

Again I was about to leave when Colt stopped me. Her body was too close to mine. Even his face is just a few inches from my face. "What? You want to kiss me?" I could bear to challenge Colt with his jaws tightened.

"I'm married Ms. Salvador. I can't be carried away by what you're doing." his emphatic answer raised my eyes. He knew my name! He knows me!

"Get out of my house and go home." he added without me saying a word. "Your brother and Lorenzo are looking for you."

"Damn you!" I said emphatically before I pushed him away. Irritated I left her room. When I got out, I almost had a chest tightness.

I know the Lorenzos are looking for me now. But the knowledge that many people know about that incident I can't stand. I feel like I'm shrinking.

I am the victim! Why does it seem like it's my fault ?! That bastard almost raped me, what do they expect me to do? Of course I need to defend myself! There was no one else in that room except Mark and me. So I am also the only one capable of saving myself.

At that thought my heart became even more rebellious. But he also quickly became depressed when he realized something.

Is that because of what I did to Mark? Or because of something I tried to forget?

To be continued...