HAVE DINNER WITH ME.

“Conner I…”
“Won't you serve me my food baby girl”. Conner asked, smirking as he gaze at her.
She swallowed, ”Angelina just do it”, She assured herself before she stood up and stroll towards him.
“Who does he think I am, a slave?”, She asked herself when she noticed him smiling mischievously at her while she serve the food on his plate.
Conner watched her serve the food and took time to inhale her scent as she was standing close to him.
His face recline towards her hand as he couldn’t stop sniffing her.
He could feel his hardness bulging out of he’s pant.
“Done”. Angelina said and he stopped immediately.
She had quickly served his food quickly went she has felt his hot breath fanning her arm.
She stroll back to her chair and took her seat.
“Conner before you speak,I have something to say”. Angelina stood up, her two palms resting on top of the table as she utter.
Conner dropped the spoon he was holding and reclined against the chair while gazing at her.
He raised his two brows up, signifying her to continue.
If his going to make her his any sooner, he has to listen to her.
“My father…his sick”
“And how'd you know lina?”, He asked in fierce of anger. “Did you leave the house??”. Conner inquired, clenching his fist.
“I called my mom, Mariah”. Angelina respond, gathering her courage to speak.
“You don’t have a mother lina”. Conner said, with one of his brown lifted up as he gaze into her eyes as if searching for the truth inside.
“Mariah is nana, my nanny”, She respond and heaved a sign when Conner face soften. “I want to go visit my dad, I want to see him again, I have missed him so much”, Angelina said faintly as she burst into tears.
Conner clench his fist tightly, he couldn’t look at her because this is what he wanted, to see her cry, to see her in pains and it’s happening.
“Please Conner, let me go, let me just go see my father”. Angelina voice softly pleaded with her two palms clutch against each other.
“Your father doesn’t love you lina nobody loves you, so why would I let you go?”, Conner raised a question.
“Please Conner, I’m begging you”, She pleaded as tears trimmed down to her cheek. “I an willing to do anything for you to let me go”, Angelina said.
“Anything?”. Conner inquired with a smirk.
“Anything please, just let me see my father again”
“Have dinner with me”
She furrowed her brows looking so confused as ever, ”But we are having dinner already”, Angelina said and he scoffs.
“I will let you see your father again”, He said and she exhaled the breath she didn’t know she was holding for so long. “Tommorow by eight O'clock, you are free to leave but…”, He paused, biting his lower lip softly. “You are given ten hours only, if you didn’t return by then, you can never imagine what I will do to you”, Conner calmly, the edge of threat hanging the air as she inhaled in anticipation.
“And what will you do to me?”. Angelina asked, desperate to know what she’s getting herself into.