He cleared his throat and nodded once. “Sorry,” he humorously said and I narrowed my eyes at him, shaking my head.
“As I was saying… I would also like you to stop taking your anger out on them. Take it out on me instead.”
“Gladly,” he gave me a single nod and my stomach dropped. Mentally, I had smacked myself a few times for wording that wrong.
A loud groan was heard, followed by footsteps rushing down the stairs. “Nirah!” Logan growled but stopped when he saw Antonio. “Your dog,bitme,” he forced through his teeth and soon Kingsley came running in.
I hopped off the table, bending down to pick him up. “Serves you right,” I petted Kingsley. “What were you doing in my bedroom without my permission?” I asked, hearing Antonio’s chair screech back as he got to his feet.
“What?” Logan breathlessly asked, holding onto his red hand.
“Kingsley, was in my bedroom. My door was closed. So, why did you go inside without my permission.”
“I didn’t, your—your door was open,” he stuttered and I shook my head.
“I never leave my door open unless I’m inside, Logan.”
“What were you doing in Nirah’s bedroom?” Antonio asked and the two of us stood, side by side, waiting for him to answer.
“I just—I needed to ask her something.”
Kingsley growled at him and I tried calming him down by gently rubbing behind his ear.
“Well, what is it?” I asked, knowing that his reason was complete bullshit. When he didn’t answer, Antonio grew agitated.
“Answer her,” he demanded.
Logan opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out.
I narrowed my eyes and my jaw dropped as I gasped.
Lifting Kingsley, I shoved him towards Antonio’s chest and Antonio hesitantly took him like I had just given him someone’s old chewing gum. “Is that my lace bra?” I asked, charging towards Logan.
He backed up but I snatched it from his pocket just in time. I examined it and my stomach dropped. The confirmation that it was mine was the date that Silvia had written on the label.
“No, no—I—” he stammered and I slapped him across his face.
“Pervert,” I snapped and he shook his head.
“It’s not what you think—” he cut himself off and I turned to walk back to Antonio. I took Kingsley, spinning to face Logan.
“You went into her room without permission, then you took something that belonged to her?” Antonio asked, the anger radiating off of him. Antonio grabbed Logan’s collar, slamming him up against the wall.
I walked over to them and Kingsley barked at Logan. “Antonio,” I said, feeling my anger subside and his jaw ticked as he held Logan in place. “Let it go,” I reluctantly said.You have to accept him, Nirah. All of him. Just like he accepts you.
I took Antonio’s face in my hand, turning his head toward me and I could tell he wasn’t keen on letting it go. “Oryou could just letDiavolohandle it,” I ran my thumb across his bottom lip and something frightening flickered behind his eyes.
“Yes ma’am.”
* * *
With shaky hands, I stood in front of Antonio’s office door, trying to build up the courage to walk inside.
The house seemed a little quiet today, and I barely noticed any of the staff, except Rosalia and Cesar.
After last night I couldnotsleep. Just the mere thought of Logan going through my things made me feel uneasy. But I trusted Antonio. And Kingsley also made me feel at ease as he laid beside me but jumped up at the slightest noise.
Antonio had assured me that hetookcare ofLogan—he did not specify, because I told him not to—but then he had to leave right after. I didn’t see him for the rest of the night or today. But, to be fair, it was currently only after one in the afternoon.
