Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bargain: An Object of Desire : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Knox's POV She didn't utter a word. Not that she even met my gaze so I didn't hold back this time.“Fucking tell me why you did it!” I demanded.She shuddered under the sound of my voice. Swallowing the agony deep in my throat, I pulled the tie and removed my jacket, all in an attempt to calm my nerves. My father stood silently beside me, watching us with a calculated smile.“And you?” I spoke through gritted teeth, dragging him from the collar. “Just tell me what sort of demon you are already?” I hissed. “You said one thing right and I'm sure you know that everything you wanted, you could acquire so why this? Why?!!” I roared.The old man didn't flinch, nor did he look affected by my grip, so I tightened it until he began to struggle.“Knox!” Evelyn exclaimed in terror. “You'll kill him!”“And he'll fucking… dieee!”As those words left my mouth, I felt satisfied seeing his complexion turn red and his hands violently hitting me so I would let him go.“Are you scared, father? Huh? Yo

Yvette's POVI kept my gaze glued to the ground until I summoned up enough courage to look at him. Besides anger was the look of disgust I was sure I had towards him the first time he made mention of the tests. I couldn't help but wonder how my mum would react to all of this if a stranger had this amount of disgust towards me.“You have nothing to say?” he mocked further. “I'll advise you to keep it low henceforth because you never know when people are around and listening.”Something inside me snapped at his awful remark. Never in my life had I been unable to face anything thrown at me head-on, save for today. I kept quiet and let him rant over how I was the same as all other pretentious women who were only out for what they could gain. It wasn't because I was agreeing with him, but because I was defenceless and wouldn't stand a chance against him in this current state.Despite all the tension, I waited until his voice had died down and the tension was no longer as high before speaki

Yvette's POVI jerked away from him before he could ask again.“Are you—”“I'm fine,” I scrambled, trying to catch my breath. “Thanks.”With that, I ran off to the restroom. With both hands on the sink for support and my heart raging as though it was going to explode in my chest, I exhaled longer than I inhaled, then splashed cold water on my forehead.The memory of what just happened didn't leave my head though.‘...in love…’I roughly ran my fingers through my hair, sliding my weight against the wall till I was in a squatting position. The world was spinning before my eyes and, for the worst reason, tears poured from my eyes. I didn't want anything to do with Knox in that regard, nor did I want the slightest contact with his father. I never wanted to be the one who created a rift between father and son… worse… I didn't want my mother involved in any of this madness.I dragged my body to the sink, where I splashed cold water over my face and practised controlled breathing until my fi

Yvette's POVHis phone rang before he could react, and the next thing I knew, he was walking out on me aggressively. I sighed in exhaustion and frustration. Not that I had decided for things to play out this way, but I was relieved to have given him a piece of my mind, even though it didn’t change what he did.What I wanted was for him to feel my pain, and he didn’t. Because he gave no reaction for me to know my fate, I still felt weak… empty… confused.I decided it was pointless waiting for him here again, especially with the way he left, so I stepped into my room and did the only thing I knew to do when I wanted to temporarily escape the world. I filled the tub with water and immersed myself in it.I washed up but remained in the tub, lost in thought, until I heard someone call my name. Without rushing to step out, I turned on the shower to let whoever was there know I was just taking a bath. The voice persisted until I had to step out.“Is something wrong?” I asked, slightly annoye

Knox’s POVI stayed calm all the while she tended to my wounds, not just for the effect of the alcohol to reduce, but because I was afraid that I would say the wrong thing or do something more drastic. Her tender care felt disgusting at first, but her persistence was like my mum's. I didn't just see the girl I had brought to ruin in the course of avenging my mother's death, I saw my mother.It hurt a lot because it also reminded me of what had started the fight in the first place. I had held it in long enough, but she took so much time to walk out of that closet, and I just couldn't hold it in anymore.Recalling that my father had sold the very company my mother started from scratch and every drop of sweat, just to prove a point. He had confiscated a few of her accounts and as if it wasn't enough, he came to the hospital to invite me to dinner… a dinner with his sluts and mistresses on his matrimonial bed!He had declared his surprise when he came to the hospital concerning how far I