hitting my door roughly and my name being yelled.
âSoph. Wake Did I oversleep?
âSoph wake up.
Theyâre towing your car!â Mila yells louder.
the bed.
open quickly.
âWhat?!â I breathed out in a hast.
âTheyâre towing your car.
looked back at a still sleepy Ash and then peeked at stepping into the room as I rushed out.
window.
face when I opened the window From here I can see my car as clear as day.
her nightgown and flapping her hands wildly as she argued with the men currently towing my car.
âHey!â I screamed loudly for everyone to hear me.
All heads whip up to face me.
snapped, my hair whipping around me wildly âSomeone called us to bring it to âWrecking yard!?â I yelled in disbelief.
of my Mary......
beside the tow truck.
Aiden gets out.
door before walking up to one hastily as I grew angry.
Was this Aidenâs doing?
Of course it was.
this to get even with me.
arms.
âDid they stop?â She asked quickly, looking worried.
Milaâs brows knot in confusion.
and then back at her before replying.
âAiden.
he can just get rid of my car as he pleases.â
Milaâs âHeâs the one...â
I nodded.
the room and down the hall.
am now.
Iâm actually breaking records.
stairs, I am out of breath.
air.
my car.
my face and waking me up knows what.
truck.
car?â I snapped, fuming while glaring into his blue eyes.
my anger, the storm starts to brew.
trap.â He says curtly, turns around and ignores me while telling the man heâd want my Anger makes my head foggy as I cursed.
canât just come here and get rid of my car.
and I grow even angrier.
wasnât tall enough to shoulder him properly as I step forward to talk to the man who seems in seethed at the man who looks apologetic.
tug me away from the man and turns around to face me.
His eyes drop to stare at my tank top.
âWhat the hell are you wearing Sophie!?â He barks.
with them when going to bed.
decided to have my car towed, my nipples were now him.â What are you, my dad? If you He had some nerve.
Oh that storm in his eyes brewed.
and focused on the man.
cops,â I warned.
The man shakes his head.
in very bad shape and the breaks arenât working properly-â
âWhat d**n reports! This is in anything concerning me?
âThat death trap is in bad shape Sophie.
and my car Aiden! Iâll get rid of the car on my own.â I spat.
Iâm concerned about my sonâs safety when you me.
the other men to continue.
failing to get my arm out of his grip âIâm doing you a favor here Sophie.
into trouble.â
My eyes turn into slits at his face.
Was it not yesterday you said you loathe? So why But instead, he stops and tugs me to him.
slams against his.
be leveled.
you did to me!â He seethed lowly.
eyes.
keeping someoneâs son existence a secret from them Sophie!?â Aiden growled, hand at his side but still keeps the other locked around bought you a new one that âI donât need your charity.â I âWhy are so d**n p**ed about this!?â Aiden huffed.
buying them a brand new car âIâm clearly not like other women I donât need you to buy me anything.
of rage.
trap.
me.