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CH.19
"Prepare yourself. Tonight you'll race," Dom announced to Annie arriving at the bar that morning.
She nodded. That's how he treated her. When he talked to her it was only for sharp commands. He was cold and tough as well as the rest of the team and she had no choice than to obey. There was nothing to dwell upon, but to deal with.
Dom kissed his sister and went sitting on his usual place at the bar followed by his team without even giving Anastasia a second look.
Soft music filled the air. Now the bar worked and some people were seated outside under the sunshade drinking something.
"Dom wants a beer," Vince came to tell her.
"Yes, I finish the two costumers outside and - "
"He said now," Vince interrupted her toughly.
She breathed deeply. "I'm coming," she whispered submissive.
Letty seated nearby Dom with his arm around her shoulder talking with Jesse. She looked so relaxed now. Annie's mood got worse at that scene. She arrived at the table with Dom's beer. He raised his head up frowning at her sight.
"Are you all right?" he asked her in a neutral tone.
She lifted her eyes and met his. She looked tired. Her eyes were reddened because of the sleepless nights and the hidden weeping in her room. "I'll be ready for tonight," she replied simply.
"He asked you something else," Vince insisted.
"Why don't you give her a break," Bryan spoke, knowing Annie's mood.
"Why don't you shut your fucking mouth?" Vince replied standing up going to hit Bryan.
"Whenever you want;" answered Bryan taking him up on the challenge, not scared at all.
"Oh. Oh." Dom warned them, motioning with his hand to sit down, not wanting to make a scene in front of the costumers.
"It's ok Bryan, it's ok. Really." Annie said trying to calm the guys down: "I'm fine Dom. Don't worry," she finally answered Dom's question. "You won't waste your money," she added sharply.
"Rumor has it that everybody wants to race against you," Letty said. "You're the one to beat, after Dom . . . and me," she ended with a defiant look.
Annie looked at her but decided to not take her up on the challenge. "Well that's a good thing. So Dom will make lot of money with me and I'll be able to pay my debt sooner," Annie said amenable.
"And then you'll go back home," Letty remembered her.
It was the truth, but for someway this hurt Annie deeply and even Dom frowned. "Yes," Annie said simply in a low tone. "Sorry, I got some costumers now," she ended softly wanting to get away from them.
"Mia please, can you see the costumers? I go work on the backyard," Annie asked. Mia nodded.
She wanted to be alone, she felt her body trembling. It was always the same when she was nearby Dom. He made her always feel like that, even now that he treated her so coldly.
She went to the backyard, opening some cartons, rearranging things. What she was doing was heavy work, but she was glad about that. She would rather have her back broken than ask them for help. "She didn't want them to see her weaker than what she really felt.". Plus, some good hard work would hopefully help her to forget Letty's words . . . Dom's detached and cold stare. An aching pain started in the middle of her chest. She dried the sweat from her forehead feeling her eyes burning with tears. She swallowed. Stupid. Don't cry. Don't you dare.
"Heck! That's heavy!" Annie said trying to lift up a tuna carton, when it suddenly fell on the floor and only thanks to a swift move she made, she was able to avoid it before it could crush her feet. "Shit!"
"Why don't you ask for help?" Dom's low voice from behind made her start. "It's no shame," he added frowning at the scene.
She turned to face him. Heck! She hadn't heard him arrive. He calmly leaned against the jamb of the door, looking severely at her, arms crossed over his chest. "Or are you too proud to do it?"
"Since how long have you stood there?" Annie asked forcing herself to look controlled.
"Long enough to see you doing stupid things," he replied sharply walking slowly inside the small backyard and filling it completely with his magnetism.
"I don't need help," Annie stated looking defiantly at him, her hands on her waist.
"You look tired," Dom said quietly half closing his eyes.
"You look like you're wasting my time," Annie retorted toughly.
"Watch your mouth."
"Otherwise? What you could do to me? Raising my debt? Cutting me up alive?" she teased him sarcastically, loosing her control. All her tension was surfacing.
"Told you to watch your mouth," he replied approaching menacingly.
"Fuck you!" Annie said angry. She instinctively made a step back in the small backyard but she stumbled over the dropped carton and she would have fallen down if Dom hadn't caught her in time. She struggled to get free from his hold.
"Leave me," Annie said tugging on him until he let her go. She turned her back on him. The skin burned where he'd touched her. "Leave me alone," she insisted in the toughest tone she could muster. She tried to calm down, to keep her fastened breath in check even if it was hard. But she had to look controlled. Cold.
No more noise. Maybe he was gone. She didn't dare to turn and look.
Suddenly she felt herself being grabbed by a strong hand on her waist and another covering her mouth. She tried to free herself but couldn't.
"I hate you," Dom whispered nearby her ear while she still struggled against his hold unsuccessfully, but his warmth, his big arms around her body, his voice. made her shiver. It was a torture. His hand left her mouth and grabbed her arm to stop her fighting. "I hate you because when I try to forget you, to move away from you - I can't . You're under my skin, you're inside me," he whispered almost angrily.
"Leave me," she repeated through her teeth but her strength was abandoning her.
He roughly turned her to face him and kissed her, so long, so passionate, his tongue forcing its way to hers, exploring her mouth brutally, punishing her.
When he left her she was breathless, dazed. Her mind had stopped to work properly and she felt her head spinning.
"Don't you dare to contradict me no more," he told her toughly.
"Don't you dare to give me orders, you didn't buy me at the slave trade!" Annie replied angrily.
"You'll do what I say."
"Leave me!"
"Understand?" Dom tightened his hold, not caring about what she was saying and staring at her deeply.
"Can't . . . breath!" she whispered crushed against him. Her feet barely touched the floor.
"Understand?" he repeated firmly wanting her to answer and shaking her a little.
She nodded. "Yes," she agreed intimidated. "Yes!"
He finally freed her, observing her coldly. For a while she thought he wanted to tell her more, but when he talked, "Be ready for tonight," was all he said. She simply nodded still lightly confused, and he left her alone.
Annie leaned against the doorjamb feeling her legs give. She shook badly. She hated him because he made her always feel so bad, because she loved him and this was a mistake. So wrong. Don't cry Annie, don't cry, she repeated to herself in vain. She couldn't go on like this, she had to find a solution . . .
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CH.19
"Prepare yourself. Tonight you'll race," Dom announced to Annie arriving at the bar that morning.
She nodded. That's how he treated her. When he talked to her it was only for sharp commands. He was cold and tough as well as the rest of the team and she had no choice than to obey. There was nothing to dwell upon, but to deal with.
Dom kissed his sister and went sitting on his usual place at the bar followed by his team without even giving Anastasia a second look.
Soft music filled the air. Now the bar worked and some people were seated outside under the sunshade drinking something.
"Dom wants a beer," Vince came to tell her.
"Yes, I finish the two costumers outside and - "
"He said now," Vince interrupted her toughly.
She breathed deeply. "I'm coming," she whispered submissive.
Letty seated nearby Dom with his arm around her shoulder talking with Jesse. She looked so relaxed now. Annie's mood got worse at that scene. She arrived at the table with Dom's beer. He raised his head up frowning at her sight.
"Are you all right?" he asked her in a neutral tone.
She lifted her eyes and met his. She looked tired. Her eyes were reddened because of the sleepless nights and the hidden weeping in her room. "I'll be ready for tonight," she replied simply.
"He asked you something else," Vince insisted.
"Why don't you give her a break," Bryan spoke, knowing Annie's mood.
"Why don't you shut your fucking mouth?" Vince replied standing up going to hit Bryan.
"Whenever you want;" answered Bryan taking him up on the challenge, not scared at all.
"Oh. Oh." Dom warned them, motioning with his hand to sit down, not wanting to make a scene in front of the costumers.
"It's ok Bryan, it's ok. Really." Annie said trying to calm the guys down: "I'm fine Dom. Don't worry," she finally answered Dom's question. "You won't waste your money," she added sharply.
"Rumor has it that everybody wants to race against you," Letty said. "You're the one to beat, after Dom . . . and me," she ended with a defiant look.
Annie looked at her but decided to not take her up on the challenge. "Well that's a good thing. So Dom will make lot of money with me and I'll be able to pay my debt sooner," Annie said amenable.
"And then you'll go back home," Letty remembered her.
It was the truth, but for someway this hurt Annie deeply and even Dom frowned. "Yes," Annie said simply in a low tone. "Sorry, I got some costumers now," she ended softly wanting to get away from them.
"Mia please, can you see the costumers? I go work on the backyard," Annie asked. Mia nodded.
She wanted to be alone, she felt her body trembling. It was always the same when she was nearby Dom. He made her always feel like that, even now that he treated her so coldly.
She went to the backyard, opening some cartons, rearranging things. What she was doing was heavy work, but she was glad about that. She would rather have her back broken than ask them for help. "She didn't want them to see her weaker than what she really felt.". Plus, some good hard work would hopefully help her to forget Letty's words . . . Dom's detached and cold stare. An aching pain started in the middle of her chest. She dried the sweat from her forehead feeling her eyes burning with tears. She swallowed. Stupid. Don't cry. Don't you dare.
"Heck! That's heavy!" Annie said trying to lift up a tuna carton, when it suddenly fell on the floor and only thanks to a swift move she made, she was able to avoid it before it could crush her feet. "Shit!"
"Why don't you ask for help?" Dom's low voice from behind made her start. "It's no shame," he added frowning at the scene.
She turned to face him. Heck! She hadn't heard him arrive. He calmly leaned against the jamb of the door, looking severely at her, arms crossed over his chest. "Or are you too proud to do it?"
"Since how long have you stood there?" Annie asked forcing herself to look controlled.
"Long enough to see you doing stupid things," he replied sharply walking slowly inside the small backyard and filling it completely with his magnetism.
"I don't need help," Annie stated looking defiantly at him, her hands on her waist.
"You look tired," Dom said quietly half closing his eyes.
"You look like you're wasting my time," Annie retorted toughly.
"Watch your mouth."
"Otherwise? What you could do to me? Raising my debt? Cutting me up alive?" she teased him sarcastically, loosing her control. All her tension was surfacing.
"Told you to watch your mouth," he replied approaching menacingly.
"Fuck you!" Annie said angry. She instinctively made a step back in the small backyard but she stumbled over the dropped carton and she would have fallen down if Dom hadn't caught her in time. She struggled to get free from his hold.
"Leave me," Annie said tugging on him until he let her go. She turned her back on him. The skin burned where he'd touched her. "Leave me alone," she insisted in the toughest tone she could muster. She tried to calm down, to keep her fastened breath in check even if it was hard. But she had to look controlled. Cold.
No more noise. Maybe he was gone. She didn't dare to turn and look.
Suddenly she felt herself being grabbed by a strong hand on her waist and another covering her mouth. She tried to free herself but couldn't.
"I hate you," Dom whispered nearby her ear while she still struggled against his hold unsuccessfully, but his warmth, his big arms around her body, his voice. made her shiver. It was a torture. His hand left her mouth and grabbed her arm to stop her fighting. "I hate you because when I try to forget you, to move away from you - I can't . You're under my skin, you're inside me," he whispered almost angrily.
"Leave me," she repeated through her teeth but her strength was abandoning her.
He roughly turned her to face him and kissed her, so long, so passionate, his tongue forcing its way to hers, exploring her mouth brutally, punishing her.
When he left her she was breathless, dazed. Her mind had stopped to work properly and she felt her head spinning.
"Don't you dare to contradict me no more," he told her toughly.
"Don't you dare to give me orders, you didn't buy me at the slave trade!" Annie replied angrily.
"You'll do what I say."
"Leave me!"
"Understand?" Dom tightened his hold, not caring about what she was saying and staring at her deeply.
"Can't . . . breath!" she whispered crushed against him. Her feet barely touched the floor.
"Understand?" he repeated firmly wanting her to answer and shaking her a little.
She nodded. "Yes," she agreed intimidated. "Yes!"
He finally freed her, observing her coldly. For a while she thought he wanted to tell her more, but when he talked, "Be ready for tonight," was all he said. She simply nodded still lightly confused, and he left her alone.
Annie leaned against the doorjamb feeling her legs give. She shook badly. She hated him because he made her always feel so bad, because she loved him and this was a mistake. So wrong. Don't cry Annie, don't cry, she repeated to herself in vain. She couldn't go on like this, she had to find a solution . . .
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