I ignored whoever it was and drove away.
We reached the mansion, and I forced her out of the car and into the house, moving over to the torture room that was at the end of the building. Everything in me seemed to be on fire.
"Where are you taking me to?" she struggled to break free, but my grip on her was too fierce to let go.
I unlocked the door to the room and pushed her in, my heart still pounding as my arms creased her face so hard that she struck the floor, arms wrapped around her cheeks.
"How dare you?" I roared, and she jolted, still on the floor, arms over her cheeks.
"I'm… sorry, but… I don't know what happened," she stuttered, but I bit the lower of my lip as my jaw tightened.
She was still lying? How silly.
"You take me for a fool or a little child?" I went over, my fists clenched as I dragged her from the floor, the duvet forcefully pulling off her naked body.
