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ᴛʀᴇɴᴛᴜɴᴏ - ᴘᴀꜱᴛ

Valentina:

Past (3 years ago).

"You will learn to escape cuckoo land because that will never happen, you fool." I replied. Mr Morelli was standing uncomfortably close to me, I was standing in front of Acer to shield him. However, I knew that it wouldn't provide much protection, Mr Morelli had a greater advantage than me. In strength and height. But was that going to stop me? No, it was not.

"Leonessa, you need to watch your mouth, for both Acer and yourself. I am already enraged. Do not push me any further." He states in a calm tone. However, I knew that he was far from calm because his stance was tense, and his jaw was continuously clenching and unclenching. Along with his hands, they we clenched into tight fists at his sides.

"Why the fuck are you enraged? Because I am with Acer, is that it? Well, let's not forget that you were the one that unnecessarily brought him here? Also, you put me in the basement with him, so much for wanting me to stay away from men." I said in a condescending tone, throwing it back in his face. He is such a hypocrite.

"I told you not to utter his fucking name in my house or before me ever again. What will it take to make to comply with my orders?" He asked more to himself than anyone else. A crazed look was adorning his mature face, he had a slight stubble. In- turn, causing him to appeal more ruthless and dark, along with intimidating.

What was he planning in his head? I could see the cogs turning in there. Probably ways in which he can torture me. I thought.

Walking closer to him I stand on my tiptoes and whisper in his ear, imitating what he always does to me to try and intimidate me.

"Well, you see Mr. Morelli. I don't abide by any bodies rules, I thought that you would have gathered that by now. I knew that you were slow, but not this slow." I stated, in a patronising voice. A smirk was ghosting my face.

"Slow. Me? I don't think so, Tinia. I just like to get what I want, I guess you could say that I am a very determined man. When I want something I always tend to get it. One way or another, just like I will get you to submit to me. One way or another." He replied, in the same patronising tone that I had previously used on him.

His posture had altered, his arms were now crossed, making his arms look buffer. Also, his chest was bulging out with the amount of muscle he has built upon himself. He was attempting to try and intimidate me.

When is he not? I thought, sharply.

"Oh, are you trying to make yourself appear the big man that you are not? How pitiful?" I sarcastically said. My eyes were staring right into his own, showing him that his little act isn't successful.

His eyes narrowed at my attempt to dishonour him. He was about to answer me but was cut off by the painfully, rasping voice of Acer.

"Nia."

Mr Morelli's eyes darkened, furiously.

Acer looked around disorientated, he looked better than he was before. Some colour had returned to his face, in- turn making me sigh in relief. However, by no means was he okay, he was still littered in deep cuts and swollen bruises. He looked as if he was involved in a fatal car wreck.

"Nia?" Mr Morelli spat out, in question. His tone was drenched in disgust. His eye blazing over in possessiveness.

Acer and I looked at each other, Acer's eyes held fear and mine held sympathy. Not one of us answered him. We just continued to stare at one another, not knowing what to do.