Page 21 of Thalia De Luca

"You are the one who always has to pick a fight with me and throw those snarky little fucking looks at me when I don't do shit. You also think you are a little miss perfect, and you always think you are right about everything when really you aren't."

"Stop it both of you!" my dad yells, making me look at him. "This is happening. Whether you like it or not. I don't care what both of you think or say, this is happening. Sorry if you had other relationships but those need to be cut off. You are both going to be having this marriage and I don't want to hear any complaints about this ‘cause so help me God, I will leave you both to die if it means I have to go through this headache."

"Dad-"

"No," my father cuts me off. "I don't want to hear it, Thalia. I don't care. You hear me?"

It's hard not to when he is yelling.

I roll my eyes and bite my lip to try and not to talk back to him. "I'll be in my room." I stand up from my chair and walk towards the door.

"Thalia-"

"Let her cool down, Ace," my mother says right before I walk out of the office door.

Ten

Thalia storms out of the office leaving just me sitting in the chair staring at our parents who looked stressed out.

God, I hate her sometimes.

There is just something about her that makes every single cell in my body burn.

I want her to crumble and just hurt the way she hurt me when we were five. I want her to suffer.

Thalia De Luca. God, that girl makes me want to go crazy in both good and bad ways.

Good, because it makes me feel good and my cock twitches for some reason. Bad, because I am thinking like that when I don't want to. Even more so because she is someone who messes with my head and likes to play around with me.

I used to like her a lot when we were kids but now, she just frustrates the fuck out of me, especially after what happened when she left me on the hill on my sixth birthday and her fifth birthday. She makes my mind dizzy and she makes me want to do things irrationally. She makes me fucking think irrationally.

"I'm sorry Alexander. Thalia just-"

"I don't care." I stand up from my chair and cut Aria off. "I'm going home," I say, looking at my mother and father. "See you around," I say before walking to the office door and leaving.

Once I get outside of their house I walk to my car while also texting Alina on my phone.

Be at mine in ten. Don't be late.

I get inside my car and put my phone in my pocket before starting the car and driving out of the De Luca estate and towards my house.

Thalia Fucking De Luca.

She makes my blood boil.

She used to be so fucking innocent and never got in any trouble. I was always jealous of her because of how good and amazing she was at everything. Training, fighting, shooting, etc. But now I am better, but it didn't happen overnight.

Thalia and I have always competed against each other but for some reason, it gives me satisfaction seeing her so mad when I do things better than her or just when I get her mad in general.

Seeing her face get flustered when I am close to her makes me feel heat go down to my cock and I always need to find a release after every fucking encounter with her. No matter what happens, and it fucking frustrates me.

I feel my breathing pick up as I drive through the streets.

When I see no cars in the way I pick up the speed making it go to seventy.

Eighty.

Ninety.