Chapter 16: Chapter 16

My eyes didn't leave his. Later, the edge of my lips lifted. I even cocked my head to the side to let him know that he was absolutely idiotic.

"Dream on, Zachary," I spat.

If he thinks that I will be afraid or nervous of him, he is wrong. I lost my fear long ago, since they killed my baby. I would even be willing to drag myself to hell at this very moment just to strike a deal with evil.

I hate them that much. That's how much I loathe him.

His jaw tightened quickly. "You are bearing my child," he reminded me.

"Let me rephrase it, professor," I said mockingly. "You're just a donor, a sperm donor, to be exact."

The veins in his neck almost burst from anger.

"My womb, my decision. Put that in your mindless shithole, Zachary." I turned my back against him.

I was about to get into my car when he stopped me again. I can feel his anger on my pulse. His tense jaw barely relaxed as he faced me.

"You leave me no choice, Atasha."

Before I could answer, he quickly lifted me into the air. I was like a child that hung on his strong shoulders. I tried to struggle, but I was defeated by his strength.

"Fuck you, Zachary! Put me down!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as my face hit his back.

I was punching him. I repeatedly stomped on him while he was walking somewhere, but he firmly held my legs. He didn't give me a chance to get away from him.

"My pussy!" I yelled when I remembered her.

His walk stopped when I said that. "Your what?" He sounded scandalized.

"I left my kitten in the car, motherfucker!" I said it angrily, even though I had a hard time saying it because of my position.

I felt his deep breathing before turning around and then walking again.

"Fuck you!" I cursed when my butt cheeks hit the roof post of my car.

"Stay still, Atasha. I'm getting your freaking pussy!"

I stopped struggling as my cheeks started to heat up. Now I know why he reacted like that earlier. It sounds freaking weird.

I couldn't do anything but curse him in my mind. There's no point in wasting my energy on losing. No matter what I do, he is stronger than me.

"What are you planning to do, Zachary?" I asked tentatively as he put me in the passenger seat of his car.

He just lazily stared back at me, then placed the kitten at my lap. "Don't you dare think of escaping, Atasha," he warned instead of answering my question.

"And what will you do if I don't follow what you want?" I challenged.

He gave me a lopsided grin then looked down on my lap. "I'll torture your pussy."

My eyes widened as my jaw dropped. I don't know why that has a double meaning for me. He took the opportunity to close the door. Then he quickly turned to the driver's seat and started his car.

I don't know where we are going. I just sat quietly while stroking the kitten on my lap. Zachary doesn't say anything either, which I'm thankful for.

I might just kill him out of annoyance.

A few hours passed before a house finally appeared in front of me. That's not too grand, but it's not ugly either. A typical house that looks like a modern ancestor house. I don't know where he took me; all I know is that we are in a remote province.

He got off before me. I rolled my eyes as he turned to my direction and opened the door for me. His threatening look at me was there again.

I simply scoffed and got out of his car. I hugged the kitten in my arms, who was still fast asleep. I want to feel sorry for her because I lost my mind when I was driving earlier.

"Oh, Zachary, hijo. You came to visit," said by an old woman happily.

He greeted her with a hug. I frowned while watching them because she was not familiar with me. They conversed in a short conversation until, later, his eyes landed on me.

"Auntie, this is Atasha. My wife."

I was stunned and dropped my jaw again, looking at him. I blinked a few more times, trying to process what he said. I caught my breath when Zachary came to me and wrapped his hand around my waist.

"Good evening, hija. Oh! You look so beautiful," the lady greeted me.

I was like a fool trying to smile in front of her. "G-good evening too," I said, and I simply trying to remove Zachary's hand from me.

"I'm Victoria, but you can call me auntie. Welcome to our village," she said, gently holding my hand.

I made a raw laugh. "Thank you, A-Auntie." I simply glared at Zachary, my teeth gritting as I tried to smile.

"What the fvck are you doing?" I whispered to him, annoyed.

He didn't answer me. Instead, he tightened his grip on my waist even more before focusing his eyes on the old woman.

"Auntie, can we stay here for now?" he said. "My wife is just pregnant. It's too stressful in our area; it might affect the baby," he added.

I would punched him down at this time, but it's embarrassing for the old woman in front of us, and if I don't have a kitten with me.

The lady's eyes sparkled at what she heard, and she even clapped for joy. "Oh! Yes, of course!" she answered. "It's good that you brought her here. The air here in Batangas is fresher than the city where you live."

"Thank you, Auntie." Zachary gave Auntie Victoria a sweet smile.

I couldn't stop my nausea from disgust. They both stopped and looked at me worriedly. I even felt Zachary's hand go up my back.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly.

I just glared at him.

What a disgusting act, motherfucker!

"Your wife's pregnancy seems to be delicate, son," said Auntie Victoria with a smile. "Let's go inside, it's not good for your wife to stay long outside at this moment."

I didn't understand anything the old woman said. I just walked when Zachary led me inside. I was still trying to remove his hand from me while Auntie Victoria turned her back, but it kept coming back to my waist.

"Fvck you!" I murmured angrily.

He still ignored me, even though I could see the tension in his jaw. The lady looked at us again when we got inside, causing me to try to smile again. Every corner of the house is clean. There is old-fashioned furniture and other things that enhance the ambiance of the place. As much as I want to be amazed and appreciate them, I feel even more angry at the man I'm with.

"I'll just prepare the room for you and your wife. Stay here in the living room first, and I'll just go upstairs," the woman said goodbye to us.

Zachary nodded and thanked her. Right when the figure of the old woman disappeared from our vision, I stepped on his foot with all my force. Zachary automatically let me go along with his silent curse.

We both glared at each other.

"What the hell are you doing, bastard?" I hissed. "And what is that? Wife?" I scoffed. "I'd rather kill myself than be your wife."

For the countless times, his perfect jaw clenched again. "I told you, Atasha. You'll be with me until you give birth to my child."

Even though I was holding a kitten, that didn't stop me from slapping him hard on the cheek.

"It's too thick of a face for you to go after my baby, Zachary," I said firmly, tears forming in the corners of my eyes due to so much anger. "You're a useless bastard, and then you're going to dream of being a father?" I let out a sarcastic laugh. "At least a little bit, have shame on your body!"

His eyes flared even more. "And you? Do you see yourself as a good mother?" he said coldly and scoffed.

I was unable to talk. I could only form a fist with my palm as a dagger was pushed into my chest. My mind immediately went back to the day when I was unable to protect my unborn child.

"Remember, Atasha. You brought this on yourself. You let me impregnate you as part of your plan. Keep that in mind."