Interrogation and insults

At first, Hunt was surprised to see Krizzia in the dressing room and it never came into his mind that the woman behind that mask was her!

Is this some kind of unexpected encounter again? He was annoyed earlier due to her feedback on his message and that he also asked her to come and see him earlier at three in the afternoon.

He was wondering why she declined and turned mad when it was her who owed her. Isn't it the person who owes you to be patient to be forgiven?

Ha... in his mind, he sighs heavily.

So this is why she declined. Because she has some little dirty secret that she was embarrassed for someone like him to know about it.

How disgusting, yet interesting.

She's no different from other women. To sacrifice everything just for the sake of a fcking money!

"So you're the lady masquerade huh?" he judges and is also amused by her.

"What are you doing here?" her cold voice even greeted him. How rude.

"What do you think? I'm a businessman who accepts deals whenever and wherever the time and its venue. Actually I'm surprised to find out that you're working as a prostitute here in my friend's bar." He smirked after, sliding his hands on both of his pockets. Standing there like a demi god.

His physique is attractive that every woman would drool and crawl towards him to touch and feel it. Even if he's still dressed.

His polo was fitting with three opened buttons. His slacks were perfectly fit on his long and strong legs. His hair was a bit messy yet made him look more hot and domineering.

The heck, what did she say to her mind again?!

"I'm not a prosti!"

"What am I going to call you then? A slut, a whore who trades her body in exchange for money?" His insults cut deeply in her pride. She's gritting her teeth. Especially at how arrogant he is to treat her.

"Shut up! You don't know me!" She shouted at him due to unbearable anger. He started it again. When would he learn how to self lie low at times? It's annoying and maddening!

Hunt shrugged foolishly. "I don't know you? Are you sure? Isn't it enough to get to know a wrecker and a prostitute like you? Do you know how shameless you are?" He mocked again. Walking towards her with disgust in his face.

"Oh wait, you're not just a wrecker but a thick-skinned and two-faced woman who dared to tell me to get lost when she was the one who owes me? You're disgusting."

He's too much! Her eyes watered but held her tears not to fall. She can't be treated this way. Not him!

"What if I am? What does it have to do with you?! Why do you even care huh?!" And she pushed his hands away from her chin.

He chuckled playfully, as if he was amazed because of her reaction. "You're mad huh?" but then Hunt's expression changes. "It has to do with me now because I want to rent you for a night? Happy? You looked for money right Miss Quinn?" and he doesn't really look like stopping attacking her with the worst words.

She wants to defend herself and argue with him more, but every time she remembers their previous arguments... things would be worse if she rode his tricks.

She has no idea in mind about this guy keeping her for a very grudge she made back then. It's not like she hasn't asked for permission from the guard in order for him to accuse her. Otherwise she went there many times already and it was alright!

It was just him who was being inconsiderate and arrogant. Feeling like a God who can rule everyone with his simple but heavy commands and demands.

A crap guy.

Her lips trembled as soon as she heard his demands. A tear was able to betray her yet she didn't show him that she still feared him.

A guy like him doesn't deserve anything from her.

With his judgement, she felt undignified and a low class woman in terms of self-defense. How couldn't she fight back and let him stamp her this easy?

Her pride was smashed by him.

Is this his kind of revenge?

He's too much!

Her lips parted for she was about to curse him when her phone interrupted them. She took a step away from him and picked up her phone. She wiped the tears off of her cheeks and composed herself up before answering it.

She has to stay calm, because it was her father who called her.

"Father, why did you call so late at night? Aren't you sleepy? How's mama?"

Her voice is soft and idle when she's talking to her parents. So different when she's conversing with him. He didn't notice that he was being jealous and even compared himself to the important people she treated.

Why the heck did he do that? Was he crazy already? Does his mind have some crucial deflection?

If he does. He guessed he had to go and see a doctor then.

He sighged and took a last glimpse of the woman before turning his back at her.

"Huh? Why? W-what happened to my mother?" upon hearing her trembling voice, Hunt was taken aback by his previous decision and turned to see her.

Her face cannot be drawn perfectly. She was worried and was about to cry.

"Alright, I-I will come. Send me the address. Okay father, I'm going to take care of myself. Please take care of my mother until I arrive." She was in a panic. Moving and picking her things before dashing towards the door.

While she was on her way a strong hand caught her wrist. "L-Let me go.." a tear did fall out of her eyes. She was like begging him to let go.

"What was that all about?" He asked.

And Krizzia just eyed him weakly with hatred. "Whatever it is, it has nothing to do with you. So back off and leave me alone." hesitantly, she grabbed her wrist out of his hold but no matter how much strength she made... he's still stronger than her and did not let go.

Instead, he was the one who pulled her out of that room and helped her rush to the exit. No delay, not even the crowd made their transport delayed.

She just let him drag her because she thought he was just helping her out. But even when they got out of the bar, he didn't let go and instead he brought her to the parking lot.

"Get inside." he ordered and Krizzia seemed to be unknowledgeable.

"No, it's fine. I can take the cab." and at the same time, she declined.

Hunt couldn't take her rejection. So he was the one who opened the front seat's door and pushed her in by force. "Who says you're allowed to decline my offer?"

She gasped because he's unbelievable. And before she could regain her senses, the car was already moving.

She glared at him, "Are you crazy? I told you I can take a cab!" she bombarded him but he just ignored her.

His ignorance pissed her. "Stop the car!" still she was being ignored.

She gritted her teeth, "Dammit!" and opened the door from her side. Forcing Hunt to drive the car on the side.

"Are you out of your mind? We are in the middle of the road for fuck's sake!" he's also annoyed now. His voice was telling her that.

"I already told you to stop the car, aren't I? You dumbass! Quit being arrogant and get lost!" instantly, she unbuckled her seatbelts and was about to get out of his car when he grabbed her by the wrist. Pulling her back and sealing her lips to stop shouting.

She groaned in annoyance. Not even surprised because anger is driving her at the moment.

His kisses are kind of punishable. It was never genuine and soft, but torrid like a French kiss. He licked, sipped and bit her lower lip. Wounding her. He doesn't even care if he drinks her blood that drips out from the wound he caused.

He's been dreaming this, and it was supposed not to be this way. But she's pissing him off too. Losing his control and doing a naughty action to shut her up.

At first she was so strong and eager to push him away from her, but as time went by... her strength became weaker. Disabling her to oppose him.

His kisses were like drugs..

At the very beginning it was disgusting but when the process is on going, she's getting addicted to it. Unconditionally.

When Hunt noticed her defeat, he let go of her and put her seatbelts back as if nothing just happened.

Sooner, they are back on track. Trailing the national road towards somewhere else.

Her silence was deafening to him. And he was like an idiot who glanced at her from time to time.

Until he couldn't take it anymore. "Why were you crying earlier? Did something happen to your mom?"

She even ignored him. Hunt didn't dare to open a conversation with her because he was afraid that he'll make her mad and do some crazy action again.

Until they have reached the hospital.

"We're here." He announced and took a glimpse of her.

She's playing with her fingers, head low like she fears something.

"Miss Quinn... We.." he was cut off by her when she jumped on him and kissed him like he kissed her earlier. He was surprised and before he could respond, she withdrew.

And say, "Why in the hospital? Aren't we supposed to go to a hotel?"

He got stunned. "What?"

She smirked and sat back on her seat. "You want to rent me for a night right? Is this the place where you took your women? In a hospital?"

Hunt seemed not to process her words quickly. If not her touching the cloth above his friend. He wouldn't have understood it.

He smiled evilly at the woman's naughtiness, before driving the car back to his property.