Chapter 22 Will You Let Me Leave?

"Though, there's no need for you to waste your energy. No matter who you seduce, they won't have the ability to let you leave anyway." Christian grabbed her chin, forcing Victoria to raise her head. She looked down as she refused to meet his gaze. "What about you? Will you let me leave?" "This is what you owe to Bella." When his gaze fell upon her split lip, he looked deep in thought for a moment as he lifted his fingertip toward her lip. Just when he was about to touch her lips, he knitted his brows slightly before moving his finger back to its original position. She tried to curl her lips upward to put on a smile, but she just could not do it no matter what. Instead, the corners of her eyes were becoming moist by the second. "What's wrong?" He scoffed at the sad look on her face. Thinking that she was being sad for another man, he said with a voice dripping with sarcasm, "Feeling sad because you failed to seduce that man?" At this moment, his handsome and delicate face was so close to hers that she could feel his warm breath beating on her face. She could even make out every single detail of his face without the need to stare at him long and hard. Victoria had pictured herself leaning into his embrace as she listened to his heartbeat countless times, but she had never expected it to happen in this kind of situation. His words held no affection but only sharp irony. It was like the sharpest knife in the world that sliced through her heart and made her bleed. The instant she tried to open her mouth to speak, she felt her throat closing up along with the pressure building behind her eyes and nose. In the end, she could not utter a single word. Am I such a promiscuous woman in his eyes? "Does being in prison for two years make you yearn for a man's touch this much?" Christian spoke next to her ears as he moved his hand across her waist in an upward motion. When his hand reached her collar, he suddenly pulled on it forcefully. Rip! A big part of her uniform was ripped, revealing her fair skin and the worn-out shirt that she wore underneath. Despite his hot breath blowing into her ear, she could only feel chills running down her spine. A look of disbelief crossed her face as she looked at the button that had been torn off from her uniform and fallen onto the floor. Her eyelashes were quivering as she was stunned by his act. She quickly came back to her senses a second later and pushed him away frantically. "Don't touch me!" How can he do this to me?! What am I to him?