I wish the screaming would stop.
F-ck.
This is not what I wished for.
I can't take much longer of this.
"I see you're slacking off."
"Auntie."
Lucrezia walked into my office.
Dressed in a golden Armani suit, with matching jewelry from Cartier andAlexander McQueen heels, she looked like a blinding light of despair and greed.
The surroundings did nothing to complement her opulent display of rotten wealth. Marked paper on the floor, on the desk, on the sofa, on the walls.
Some ripped.
Some entirely crossed with red markers.
Some crumbled in balls, some origami, some airplanes.
A complete mess of different formulas. All wrong, all cruel, all tested on omegas that are no longer alive now.
"Did you make any progress?"
"No."
Lucrezia stepped in fast and slapped me.
My head jerked sideways, heat flaring across my cheek.Pain hit, sharp and sudden.
I tasted blood.
It dripped from the corner of my mouth, warm and metallic.
I didn't move.Didn't raise my hands.Didn't flinch.
