I could still feel Khane's anger from the way he treated me. He pulled my hand roughly, dragging me from the party area to his car in the basement. His steps were so fast that he didn't hear my whimpers of pain from his grip. I tried to pull my wrist free, but Khane's grip tightened. It was painful and made me fear he might do more than this.
"Sir, it hurts… please let go of my hand," I said softly, grimacing from the pain.
Khane didn't care. He kept walking quickly. Once we reached his car, Khane released my hand and shoved me into the vehicle.
"Haven't I told you? Why do you keep flirting with other men in front of me?" Khane's words confused me completely. What had I done wrong at the party? I hadn't felt like that at all.
Khane got into the car, and soon we left the building.
"Do you like them? You can see their interest in you, can't you?" Khane's questions only made me more confused.
"I don't like them, Sir. I really don't understand what you mean. Where exactly did I go wrong?" My body shook uncontrollably, fear tightening around my chest and making my heart race faster as I saw Khane's eyes redden with anger.
"Tsk! Typical woman! Always hiding behind questions about her own mistakes." Khane averted his gaze, then looked at me sharply again.
"Sir, please. Forgive me. I really don't know what—" My words were cut off when Khane slammed his fist against the seat, making me close my eyes in fear.
"Stop playing the victim! You should have listened to me!" Khane repeated his previous words.
My adrenaline surged. What if I said something to make him even more emotional and hateful? If he couldn't stop his anger, then let me make him even angrier and more resentful. Although I was scared, I was ready to face the consequences of my actions.
"Alright, if that's what you want, Sir. They are indeed very attractive. Those men are very different from you. They are far better than you. Compared to your cold and arrogant attitude, those men have much better behavior. If you want to know what's in my head, I've said everything, just as you imagined it, Mr. Khane."
I managed to make him even more enraged. His gaze showed a hatred beyond measure. His jaw was clenched, and his fists were tightened as if he was holding back his anger.
"Why are you silent? Isn't this what you wanted to hear from me?"
"Be quiet!" Khane shouted with a high tone, frightening me to the core.
I froze instantly, unable to say anything. Khane was so angry at me because of my provoking words.
Unconsciously, the car had arrived at the penthouse. Khane walked ahead and distanced himself from me. I could see from his gait that his back was stiff and his steps were full of emotion with each thud.
I wanted to ignore the sight, but for some reason, I felt a sense of worry and anxiety that frightened me. I slowed my pace, hoping not to disturb Khane, who might be in his room.
However, when I reached the room, Khane was nowhere to be seen. From where I looked, there was no sign of him.
"Where did he go?" I asked myself.
I decided to freshen up, changing out of this beautiful gown into something from the closet. "Darling, I have to take off this beautiful gown."
The room was so quiet and still, just as it was before. Where Khane always left me alone in the penthouse and did nothing.
A feeling of worry emerged, making my mind dwell on Khane. But somehow, those thoughts mixed with fear when his anger was so evident.
The night grew later, but I couldn't close my eyes peacefully. I looked out the window, and suddenly saw flashes of light in the sky, making me shiver with fear. Soon after, rain started pouring down, accompanied by the rumbling sound from the sky.
"Rain... the air is getting cold and increasingly frightening. Especially with the thunderclap piercing my ears. I hope there isn't a storm tonight. I don't want to stay awake until the sun rises. Moreover, there's no one I can rely on when I'm scared."
Sitting in the lounge chair, I hugged my knees. My gaze was empty, as if there was no future for someone like me.
That man… where could he have gone now?
I wanted so much to not care about him, but my heart couldn't lie. What happened at the party kept playing in my mind.
What made Khane so angry when Hanzo and his friends complimented me?
I thought there was nothing wrong with my behavior there. I mostly stayed silent rather than respond to their remarks.
Oh god… this place is so quiet that it makes me feel alone. But how foolish I am to think like that? Because there are still servants and guards around. It's just that I see I can't befriend them.
Ah... tonight I will sigh many times.
My memory kept replaying Hanzo's words outside the room. Where we met by chance when Khane left because of his emotions. Yes, they were really different, raising questions in my mind about who Hanzo actually was.
Before Hanzo greeted me, there were a few men who approached me earlier. However, Khane's attitude was different. Khane ignored them more and chose to take me away.
"What is actually happening? What is the relationship between Khane and Hanzo? Could they be rivals?"
Ah… the more I think about it, the more my head aches. I should lie down on the bed. But no, I need to find Khane first and ask him why he's angry.
I left the room and walked to another area. Usually, when Khane is angry, he would be in his lounge. I opened the door slowly and found no one there.
"Damn it! Where is he?"
I walked back to a closed room usually used for work. Unfortunately, after knocking on the door several times, there was no response from inside. Then a servant came to me and said, "The Master is not inside, Madam."
I frowned, realizing he had really gone. I nodded and thanked the servant. Then, I returned to the room and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Ah... I hope you'll be better when you come back, Khane," I said as I lay down.
Just as my eyes were closing, a loud crash was heard. It sounded like a door being thrown open roughly.
"Who did that?"