"Why the fuck is life playing with me? What the fuck do you want?" Victor groaned throwing the letter on the floor.
"Shut up" Victor's roar resounded in the whole room.
While Mia was beyond petrified, the staff in the room immediately dispersed.
"You want to be free? Do you have any idea about the price of freedom?" Victor barked on Mia's face.
Victor's face was just inches away from Mia's. She was petrified looking at his red eyes, tears slipped out of her eyes involuntarily looking at Victor's angry form.
"You want freedom? I too want that woman, everyone wants that. But the thing is we have to pay a price to have it, now get ready to pay your price. Get ready Hazel, we are going to my house right now," Victor roared.
"We are going to your home, not to any prison, why were you looking so pale and tensed?" Mia though fearless questioned him back.
