Owned? - Chapter 46：Worries

•Arius

I sat in my room unable to sleep. What I did to Azalea seems more like a punishment to myself than her. I left her there but I, myself am in a state of unrest.

I took several deep breaths to calm myself down.

Other than that, there is this feeling that keeps pinching me.

I felt anxious.

Sleep wasn’t coming to me and I had Macy to deal with when I get back home.

Really, I regret sleeping with her. Frankly I actually didn’t sleep with her, she forced slept with me after drugging me. I can’t believe I actually got drugged like that. Well you can’t be immune to everything now, especially when someone uses an unknown drug on you.

Well, I hope the lab reports here come out negative.

Around 4 am I went to Azalea’s room to untie her from the bed railing. I smirked seeing her fast asleep like that. I untied her and as she slipped to lie down on the bed in her sleep I sat beside her, softly removing her hair from her face.

I’m honestly lost.

I sighed.

The image of Azalea tied to the bed and getting messed up after making out with me suddenly erupted and wouldn’t leave my mind.

I gulped.

I don’t even know how I managed to control myself and leave. I didn’t want to stop. Not one bit.

I stood up, time to leave.

The night passed with me thinking about many things and as morning came I decided to just hop in the shower to make myself not look dead. After dressing up I decided to head out. As I opened the door I saw Azalea there, standing right outside the door. As soon as she saw me she raised her hand to slap me.

I didn’t stop her and her hand made my cheek heat up.

Why I didn’t stop her?

I was hoping it would knock some sense into me but it really didn’t help. It just pissed me off.

“You know what? I’m going to give you a day free.” I grabbed her wrist and pulled her along with me.

I wasn’t sure where I was taking her but I didn’t want her with that bastard from yesterday, so I took her outside, to a small playground.

I wasn’t expecting to see a familiar face there but as soon as I saw Rosalie, Lexus’s girl. It pissed me off more.

I stopped suddenly, “Look who’s here.” Azalea looked at me while I was looking at her, then followed my gaze and her eyes landed on a red-headed girl on a swing.

When she recognized her I pulled her  along again and we walked to her.

“Is that a slave collar I see?” I said.

I let go of Azalea as Rosalie looked back immediately and got off the swing.

I stared at her.

A tiny little being that could have crushed at many places.

Rosalie was turning to leave I whispered, “I want to kill her.”

Why?

Because it’s infuriating me. It’s making me curse myself that I can’t even love the girl I want to love freely and yet here this redhead and my almost brother Lex have nothing to worry about. I can picture them together. All happy and grinning but when it comes to myself…

I glanced at Azalea.

She ran from my side and grabbed Rosalie’s wrist then glared at me.

When it comes to myself I don’t see a future. I only see how she would be taken away from me like the rest of my family.

I walked up to them

. I want her but I am not allowed the happiness.

“You see,” I stated and put my hands on her shoulders, “I promised my little kitten I’d give her a day off but she didn’t have a friend.” I smiled, “How about you become her friend?”

“Why me?” She asked.

“Why not? You’re alone, she’s alone and-” I traced her collar with my fingers, “You’re in the same situation.” I didn’t wait for her and turned to leave, “Oh I would love to see who else was brave enough to showcase his or her slave like this.”

Petty of me. Very petty of me to make comments like these.

Honestly I don’t know what’s gotten into me either.

I can’t keep my emotions in check…