Rosalia remembers something and frustration grasps her firmly.
"Mom, I'm going. I think I've forgotten something important in the store." As Rosalia said, her mother responds with a smile.
"Okay, don't be late." Melissa said. Rosalia come out of the house and started walking to the same direction.
"Where are you going, my sweetie?" Jacob Kyler addresses Rosalia with a haughty smirk which wipes the smile off her face.
His tone reminds her that in her life joyous moments are fleeting, causing a frown to form between her eyebrows.
The once-cheerful expression on her face is now replaced anger and frustration.
"It's not your concern."
Although she appears visibly upset in her response, Jacob's arrogant expression doesn't shake by her reactions.
"For your kind information, you Rosalia top to bottom is my concern." He remarks, "I cannot allow my baby girl to roam carelessly, can I?"
Disbelief comes out through a scoff as she listens to him.
"Who told you I am your girl?" As soon as she retorts, Jacob responds with a proud smile, claiming, "My heart has always claimed you as my girl."
"You have a heart too! How come I don't know that important thing?" Her mocking tone hurts his ego pretty badly, leaving him feeling embarrassed and belittled.
"It seems my Rosa also possesses a sense of humor that she is making fun of me!" He quips.
"Nope, I can't make fun of a mafia like you. I am not brave enough though, because I really love my life and don't want to get killed by a filthy monster," Rosalia replies, earning a scoff from him.
"You're making the situation worse! Don't examine my patience; tell me where you are going." As he questions her and receives her mockery in response, his aura begins to darken.
"I am not obliged to tell you. Why should I tell you? Just stay away from me!" Rosalia responds.
No wonder her sharp words make him mad in the fleeting moment, Jacob seizes her by the chin. He fails to control his anger.
"Want to know the consequences of showing guts in front of me?"
Despite it being his daily routine to bother her, she feels a jolt of fear as her heart skips a beat after meeting with his intense and ferocious gaze.
His reaction causes her to hold her breath, feeling unsettled and on edge. Although she is afraid of him, still, Rosalia tried to show him her boldness.
"Yah, let me go, you disgusting being, I hate you!"
"Is that so? Do I care? You don't need to love me; I love you; that's all that matters." Jacob said shamelessly increasing her frustration.
After few minutes, he releases his grasp on her, urging her to begin taking deep breaths. For a moment, it feels like a divine taste of freedom.
Her intense gaze has been fixed on him, showing the deep level of hatred.
"It's my life; you love me that doesn't mean you own me!"
"The thing I love is mine," he says, "only mine!" Jacob voice is a reverberation of relentlessness which makes her heartbeat surprisingly faster. She is afraid of him, all she can arrange for him is her hatred but why suddenly her heart starts beating faster!
But his words make her worried about how horrible his worldview can be.
"I'm a human, not a thing. I don't belong to anyone except myself!"
"You only belong to me! I don't know what you are but my thing!"
"I can't believe how degraded your mental situation is!"
"It is worse than you can imagine!"
"Yeah, I know, a monster can't even be that bad like you."
"Yes, I'm your monster. If you are good to me, I'll be the best for you, and if you are bad to me, I'll be the worst for you; it's simple."
After pulling her into his embrace, he tucks a strand of her hair behind her ear and gazes into her eyes with a ferocity that suggests he might devour her on the spot. Her struggles to free herself from his grip are going on without a break.
"Jacob Kyler, let me go! You're crossing the limit! I'm not liking it!"
"Oh, baby, I don't like to repeat the same thing. Never dare call me Jacob Kyler again; it's only JK. The girl I love, I want to hear that name from her mouth."
His nagging makes her roll her eyes before speaking.
"Let go of me, Jacob Kyler!" Her intention of messing with his name makes him scoff.
"What if I don't?" He says while rolling his eyes.
Frustration envelops her from all sides as the thoughts of escaping from his grip cover her from everywhere.
She cannot understand how such a powerful mafia figure can haggle over such a simple thing as his name. Without thinking much about it, her conscious mind decides to give up.
"Mr. Mafia JK, can you please leave me?"
"Thanks, baby, but I'm just trying to make you feel comfortable with me."
"Comfortable with you! From which perspective do you think I can be comfortable with you?"
"Ahh!" Jacob shouts, "You talk too much."
Being annoyed by his sudden shout, she looks at him.
"Why are those eyes always red in anger whenever they're in front of me?" JK asked her.
Nothing comes out of her mouth in return which urges the annoyance inside him and leads him to grip her jaw tightly.
"Answer my question?" He shouts, making her flinch.
"How can I answer your question? You told me I talk too much." Her hatred for him has no boundaries which is known to him but listening to these words from her makes him a bit happier.
"You should always be sweet to me whenever you open your mouth."
"I'm sorry, man, I can't talk to anyone sweetly especially—."
"Liar! You are pretty good at flirting with other men."
His sudden absurd accusation makes her blood boil in anger. However, there's no way for her to go astray or show him how much her heart is aching from his words.
"What if his absurd accusation gets little support?" She thinks inwardly, "His blood also deserves to be boiled like mine."