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“Si, principessa. It’s right outside.”
I nodded and turned to Miriam and her boyfriend, both of them white as a sheet. If one thing was made clear tonight, it was that Jason Kruger wasn’t much of man. He looked like he was about to throw up.
“Hey, I’m sorry for this, guys. Ignazio will take you to a driver that will get you home safe, ok?”
“Sure, babe, don’t worry.” Mir tried to sound calm, but her lack of color suggested otherwise. “What about Nate? Your bodyguard looks like he is about to kill him.”
“Hugo…umm, you know he’s intense. Once I leave, he’ll follow me, alright? Tell Nate I said I’m sorry.”
“He shouldn’t have felt you up in a place full of people you know.”
So suddenly Miriam was understanding now, huh? I was sure it had more to do with the fear she was feeling rather than her good, generous heart.
I grabbed my coat and clutch and went to say goodbye to Vincenzo.
“I’m going home.”
“Ok, love, take care.”
“Catherinelle, don’t take another step,” Hugo yelled at me, but I didn’t listen.
Instead, I turned my back on him and walked straight to the door while he was screaming my name, and everyone was looking at me. Good thing I knew half of the people in here. I heard another thump – probably Nate being slammed on the table once again – right before walking out to the street. Hugo materialized next to me and grabbed my arm too hard.
“Let me go; you’re going to fucking bruise me.”
“Lose the tone. You fucking deserve it. Get in the car.”
“I’ll go with Ignazio’s driver.”
I tugged away, trying to slip from his claws, but it didn’t work.
“Let me go.”
“No, stop fucking wiggling.”
Hugo grabbed me with one hand and carried me to the car like I was a bag of groceries and threw me in passenger seat, locking the door to make sure I didn’t bolt while he made it to the wheel.
When he got in the car, he slammed the door so hard, I thought the metal would bend.
I was so angry and frustrated with him, my lungs were burning. He started the engine and launched into the streets. Unable to hold it in, I screamed and punched him in the shoulder, knowing that I had no chance of hurting the beast.
“What the fuck are you doing?” he roared.
“What the fuck are you doing? You attacked my class mate, idiot. We go to the same school. What if he presses charges?”
“I don’t give a shit. He disrespected you.”
“And you didn’t? You humiliated me in front of half my family. Vincenzo, Uncle Pepe, Sammy and his wife, Lorene? They were all there to watch the scene you made, jackass.”
“And you think they’ve never seen me do that before?”
Idiot. I punched him again, and this time, he slammed the breaks.
“Stop. Doing. That.”
“Why? You pushed me.” This time, I didn’t scream. I just said it in a very plain tone. “Hugo, that’s really messed up. You’re supposed to be my protector. You know what, fuck that; you’re supposed to be my friend. You’re like my big brother, and you were violent with me.”
He just looked at me without a word, and I was able to see every hard line on his face. He finally started to realize that I was right.
