“Come with me”. Antonio's voice bellowed. He dragged her heading outside the event centre through the backstage. “What are you doing? Let go of me, you refuse to give me attention even when I confessed to you”. Angela snapped. Antonio pulled her hard, making her jump to his front then let go of her. “Will you stop with the confession nonsense! I told you to wait for me there, did I say that or not!” He snapped angrily, losing his patience. Angela folded her hands and pouted trying to stay brave but she was actually scared of him at this moment. He seemed like he would lose it. “Well, since you don't find me attractive enough to dance with, another can give it a shot”. Antonio chuckled in disbelief and frustration. “Is that how loose you are… it's an event for our movie! All eyes are on us, I am trying to play a role here, are you 9? Why can't you see that? I had to dance with Breanna. I have no choice!” “You can go on and insult me more, this all started when I confessed my feelings to you”. “You have no feelings… no feelings for me, I won't take you seriously until you stop that garbage. What is your game? Do you think I will actually believe that and then what next... what do you wish to gain from this failed deceit?” Angela never thought he would that Antonio do brag about his intelligence, and being good at everything now she is starting to understand he wasn't exaggerating. “You are just afraid that I might actually love you for real”. “Can you listen to yourself?” Antonio groaned. “Well if that's not the case, why do you doubt me?” “Wow, how did I end up, exchanging words with some bitch”. He laughed awkwardly and wiped his face with his palm getting back to his coldness and turned to Angela. “You seem to be crossing the line Freckles, you’ve forgotten your place, do you think I care about whatever feelings you have for me? You dream too big... you are just a small-town dirt look around you bitch you have no place here! You have forgotten so much where you are from... snap out of your delusions! Bitch, this is no fairytale… I am not in love with you… that can only happen in your dreams… like the millions of girls out there... I see… I have been a bit kind to you and you think you are special. Look at the mirror, it will help you wake up to reality”. Antonio smirked, staring at her eyeballs to eyeballs. Angela swallowed, her eyes blinking anxiously, she was stunned. Then she looked away from him, her eyes grow wet. She never thought any word from this brat could hurt her this much. Antonio straightened up, he was glad he was able to, at least to appear less bothered and bolder and as arrogant as he was before. “Now listen….” Just then a tall Asian dude walked past them and gave Angela the once-over thirsty wink. Angela was too angry and emotional to react properly and Antonio noticed of course, he paused and stared at the fellow predator like a wolf being protective of his little one. The Asian was no other than his rival, the popular Korean actor Hyunmin Woo. The Asian superstar was at least someone worthy enough to be considered a rival by Antonio Montero, so this alone makes him stand out. He’s just 3 cm shorter than Giant Antonio and with his face card and cute charms, this former winner of Mr Asia and child model still fails to be able to at least intimidate Antonio Montero or even make him feel slightly insecure, well until now. “What's that?” He asked Angela. “What's what?” Angela replied with a tight frown. “That Asian bitch just signalled you”. “I don't see any signal”. Angela snarled. “And can you be respectful, he is an icon like you” she added. “He is gay”. Antonio said unapologetically. “How do you know that… you know I don't want to hear it, you are only jealous because he is very good looking, the world doesn't rotate around you my Lord, the beautiful ones are not yet born, you won't be handsome forever let it go”. She said to his face boldly, but the traces of tears were still visible in her eyes. Those made Antonio feel guilty. He looked away and said nothing. “Well, hello Montero!” Mr Joe called out loud with a wave from a far distance. The two turned and found him walking towards them. There were two others with him. Antonio recognized them as one of those horny old men of Hollywood and Angela recognized him as a friend of Gideon the man she danced with, she saw them talk earlier. Antonio immediately grabbed Angela's hand. “Come with me and don't argue”. He instructed. “Let go of me”. Angela snapped and stood her ground, trying not to let the emotions that have been stirring up in her the past few minutes pour out. “You have no choice! I own you!” Antonio commanded. “I won’t let you intimidate me in public” Angela snapped, her eyes glistening. Antonio stared at her intently, she was about to break down in tears, normally he wouldn't care about some bitch trying to embarrass herself but still he was unable to say a single word because she did cry, if he had said something. Antonio cursed in his head. I blame myself for approaching her shamefully, why do I even care, it was just a dance, the hell did I become this stupid to simp for this low life girl, no this isn’t jealousy, it can’t be. I was only trying to make her respect me. He fought within his mind. There was a moment of awkward silence between them. Antonio stood unable to move any part of his body or even his eyes fixed on Aurora’s face, wondering the kind of spell she'd use on him and standing opposite him was Angela sobbing quietly, staring at the floor, unable to look up to avoid breaking down. “You are not going to listen to me... let me guess I don't own you... you want freedom?” “Of course, I want freedom, if not for anything to get away from you! My life would be much... Christ! ...much... much better, why did I ever agree to your stupid contract”. Angela sobbed loudly. “Antonio! You should introduce your fiancée properly to us”. Mr Joe shouted he was nearer to them now than before. Gideon appeared again beside Angela this time.