It was a quiet and long drive back to the Montero's Mansion, Angela won’t stop stealing glances at Anthonio. She was in the back seat, all that was in her mind was Jace's words about Anthonio. "He said he has no heart, so that's why he can't feel any true emotions, is it possible... I was a bit scared when he whispered that to me, do you know why he is like that? You are his fiancée right?" Anthonio looked at her through the front in silence, first time taking his eyes off the road since the journey had commenced. Their eyes met and she looked away immediately. He could tell she was worried about someone but who cares, definitely not him. She had kept her makeup as simple as her hair, after being washed and blow-dried, it fell in soft, silky waves to her shoulders down to her waist and slowly his eyes moved over her body, as though removing the two pieces of silk covering it, this time Angela noticed and felt herself redden under the heat of his intense gaze. Suddenly he turned his steering to the left and stepped on the gear. Angela sat up alert, she looked out of the window puzzled. "You are going the wrong direction, that is not the way to the Monteros,” she said with a confused expression, pointing innocently at their supposed direction. “I know.” Anthonio's voice was cold and low. “Then why… where exactly are we going?” Angela asked, her heart suddenly racing. “What do you mean by that, Freckles? We made a deal… remember, you will open your legs for me, anywhere, anytime.” Angela's legs went cold with fear. “But… you should give me time to prepare myself mentally.” Angela's voice trembled. “Prepare yourself for what exactly? You are a funny one ain't you?” He glanced at her again and increased the gear. “So… you are taking me where?” Angela said shifting on her seat uncomfortably. “Well it’s a place where I can rape you with nobody to interrupt me” he said it so calmly that Angela was confused if to be offended by the statement or because of his bad joke. “That is not a funny joke, you don't joke with rape” she frowned. Anthonio met her eyes. “I am not joking, you should've gotten the hint by now, I enjoy forced sex… so yes I am going to rape you.” “What...” Angela gasped in disbelief. She searched hopefully for a sign of unseriousness on his face but found none, not even an atom of it, his dark eyes even managed to look angelic and contrite, her heart leaped in a way that made her sweat profusely. She unfastened her seat belt and pushed the door. “Stop the car please, this isn't our deal, you never said you are going to force it.” She cried. “What is sex without force, or pain?’ “You are a freaking Maniac!” He completely ignored her and drove across the countryside with a high steady speed. Angela started melting down with frustration, she had no idea where they are or even where they are heading to. She cursed and regretted ever signing in for such a role if not she won’t be in this situation. “If you don’t stop this car I am going to make you” she threatened, her gaze devouring him, angrier than she had ever been in her life. “What do you want to do then? Do you intend to vault from a moving car? Do you want to injure yourself? You are not going anywhere with a broken neck I assure you that.” He smirked. “A necessary risk to preserve myself from the villain who abducted me and threatened to rape me. Now stop this car!” she yelled, her heart not drumming crazily. “You miss a word there, a handsome villain, but I will still smash your headless body though” he corrected coolly, his gaze shifted to the road. “You are a monster, why do you enjoy others' pain so much!” Angela cried loudly and banged her weight on the car and cursed, wishing she was of a bigger size. “Stop this car or I will do the unthinkable!” She yelled with tears streaming down her face. Anthonio eyed her intently and smirked. “What am I expecting, a kiss?” His deep voice rumbled over the air. Angela crushed her fingers and rushed into a fist in rage. “You little devil! What have I done to deserve this!” He looked at her, his gaze slowly moved to her pouted lips and angry jaw clenched. He shifted his gaze back to the road. She banged her hands hard on the car window as many times as possible, getting frustrated she yelled on top of her small voice. “Get me out of here, help someone please! This brat’s crazy, he is going to hurt me! Anthonio Montero is a freaking psycho, he abducted me and threatened to rape me!” “Don’t be silly, Freckles… you are going to enjoy this as well… stop your drama”. “Who enjoys rape… you are even worse than I thought!” “That's a compliment” he replied smoothly, then suddenly he changed the gear, causing her to jump and hit her head on the window because she had removed her safety seat belt previously. “You wretched brat” she hissed and shook her head as though dizzy from the pain ignoring her he rode even faster. Few minutes later, Angela knew she was completely helpless at the moment, she had to stop the feminist role and accept submission in order to save herself. “Please stop the car, my body is not worth it I promise you, please” she pleaded in a low tone, he ignored her again but stole glances when he heard her sobbing, then she took a deep breath and mouthed. “I...I….am a virgin, can you not force yourself on me, can you go easy on me?” She felt a sudden surge of embarrassment and shame, summoned on her cheeks, she looked away and cried silently. Anthonio's leg hit the brake.