Chapter 23

Vincent's P.O.V

I examined her arms closely making sure that it's really finger marks that I'm seeing, but the goddamn dark room makes it hard to do so.

"What happened to your arms?" I questioned caressing the bruise, but she quickly took her arm away from my touch as if I burned her or something.

"I'm not answering you, so stop asking questions" she sassed, and then turned towards the television, god damn, I didn't know she could be feisty.

"Don't make me repeat myself, Venessa" I replied losing my cool as I wanted to know badly who dared to mess with my girl, but she's not cooperating.

"I uhh.. hit myself at the door" she answered finally, stammering slightly, she's lying and I can sense it, but why is she lying though?

"Ohh really? I didn't know your door had fingers" I answered back not taking her lies. "What do you mean?" She questioned me, what the? I should be the one asking you, love. I thought to myself.