Chapter 56 Forcefully Taken Away.
Ariana Sutton’s POV
Lukas remained silent as if he were permitting me to vent my frustrations. However, he refused to respond to anything I said. I knew he wouldn’t let me go, so I had to wait until we arrived at the airport before I started making a scene. Therefore, as long as I was willing to endure the embarrassment of causing a commotion, Stefan would never be able to take me home.
Nonetheless, I soon realized that I had been overly optimistic. We were making our way directly to the private jet owned by the Sartre Family, which was temporarily parked at the airport following Cabot’s return from an illness.
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After boarding the plane, I was adamant that I did not want to return home because 1 did not want to depart in such an abrupt manner. So, I repeatedly whined and shouted to disembark from the plane before takeoff. Then, when I had gone my rant for the umpteenth time, Stefan barked, “If you don’t quiet down, you’ll be tied up.”
Later, Lukas silently pulled out a rope and tied me up personally. I couldn’t help but reprimand him, “You are the Third Young Master of the Sartre Family! How can you treat me like this?”
While he was tying me up, he looked at me with an apologetic expression. “Don’t get angry, and why can’t we talk this out? Please be patient, as we will be departing in half an hour, so please calm down.”
Following that, the cabin atmosphere was extremely tense throughout the flight. However, as soon as we touched down in. Grimsdale. I realized that nothing I could say would make a difference. I knew I had been forced to board the plane, so I refused to disembark when we arrived.
Then, Stefan approached me and leaned down, asking in jest. “Do wish to be carried?”
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When I heard that, I gave him a vicious glare and uttered, “Let me at least resign before you take me home because I have yet to receive my salary. Furthermore, I had paid for my room rental and-
Despite being unfazed by my gazes, he found amusement in my petty” retorts. “You don’t have to worry about quitting your job because I’ll pay you. Oh, and I’ll reimburse you for ten times the amount of rent you paid. So, are you going to walk, or will you need my help?”
That was ridiculous. Did Stefan assume that his wealth gave him license to do as he pleased?
Soon, a flash of anger lit my face as I stood up and barged past him to exit the plane. I should have known he had no intention of letting me go.
As soon as our vehicle arrived at the Jablonsky Residence, I exited the car to find bodyguards stationed at the entrance and gardeners and servants busy in the courtyard. Furthermore, I noticed that the entire house was illuminated with bright light. I had not seen the Jablonsky Residence bustling with activity in such a long time, and for a brief moment, I stood there in disbelief
Then, while standing at the front door, Lukas said, “Stefan, I have to get going. The rest is up to you to handle. If she ends up hating me because of this, it will be your fault.”
After hearing that, I huffed angrily and stormed inside the house. There was no way I could take another breath around them. and I could no longer hold back the rage that was building inside me.
It was incomprehensible to me; before that, Stefan had not paid much attention to me. So, why had he developed a concern for me? It would be preferable for him to return to his former self.
After everything that had happened throughout the day, it was the middle of the night, so I showered and headed to room It appeared exactly the same as when I left it, and nothing changed. Moreover, I anticipated that he would have removed everything from the room and renovated it.
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Nonetheless, there was no way I could fall asleep in this house, so I spent the night tossing and turning–although he did not force his way into my room or engage in any other offensive behavior that night. That did not mean that I would be able to enjoy the “prace the following day, though. Perhaps, he was exhausted from the day’s activities.
Still, my phone was in his possession. Despite having a password on it, I was concerned that Figaro might call me. The more I thought about it, the more I felt compelled to take action and light for my basic rights. So, I got out of bed and gently
ked on Stefan’s door but he did not restatud.
I thought he was ignoring me, so I pounded on the door. Suddenly, the door swung open, and my fist was inches away from making contact with his bare chest.
When I looked at him, Stefan was naked except for the towel wrapped around his waist, and there were still drops of water on his body. After some reflection, I realized he was taking a shower when I knocked on his door.
Suddenly, I noticed that he had a gloomy expression as if he was annoyed by my interruption.
