Sohan was standing right in front of me. I really never thought this day would come. I believed I would have to stay here until the contract was over, but this—this was the chance I had been waiting for all along. I was finally going to apologize for what I had done to him. I was truly desperate. I didn't even think anymore about the harm he and his brother had caused me. I took a deep breath and walked toward him with long strides. This time, it was the right moment. I was going to apologize and then leave this villa.
Sohan was standing right in front of me, his back against the wall. I didn't think about the consequences of my actions anymore—I just rushed forward.
I didn't know why, but the closer I got, the angrier and more anxious I became. I didn't understand why. I had no reason to be afraid… and yet. I finally stopped in front of Sohan. The first thing I said to him was:
"Sohan, listen to me. I'm sorry for attacking you at the hotel. Please, could you forgive me?"
Sohan just stood there, staring at me. I didn't understand. Why wasn't he saying anything?
I didn't want to lose my temper, so I clenched my fists and apologized again.
"Sohan, I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I didn't want to attack you at the hotel, but you started it. You probably didn't think I would just stand there while you insulted me, calling me poor. That's not okay."
I felt the anger rising inside me, so strong that I wanted to beat him up again. But I took another breath and asked:
"Sohan, could you please stop being silent and answer me?"
I told him, "For a simple issue between us, you told your brother to kidnap me and bring me here. Are you completely crazy? Don't forget that you're with my brother. If I tell my brother, it will be over between you two."
Suddenly, Sohan's face turned dark, as if he had murderous intentions. He finally decided to respond. He slightly opened his mouth and said words I never expected to hear:
"Angie, do you really think that if you get between me and Soren, it will change anything?"
I wasn't really surprised by what he said. After all, he's just a spoiled rich kid. Does he really think Soren would take his side when I'm his beloved brother? But the truth is, I don't actually know how much Soren loves Sohan… so maybe I shouldn't interfere in their relationship. But now that I think about it—Sohan is here, but where is Soren?
Since Sohan didn't want to accept my apology, I had no choice. I would have to continue with the contract I made with Alex. Anyway, I had nothing to lose. Leaving too early would be boring. Staying here would allow me to have some fun. Sohan doesn't know that I'm with his brother—and he will never know.
"Sohan, what are you doing here? And where is Soren? Why don't I see him?"
"What does it matter to you where he is? He's not your lover, as far as I know."
"You're right, I'm not his lover—because I'm more than that. I'm his brother. And you? You're just a lover, something he can use and throw away whenever he wants."
"Oh really? Is that how you see your brother? Well, what a beautiful image."
"I should remind you, Sohan, that your brother isn't a gentleman either."
I knew arguing with Sohan was useless, but it still felt good. And I wasn't going to stop. During the year I was going to spend with Alex, I would make sure to torture him little by little.