Chapter 43

Sofia’s POV

I have been in this room for seven days. Every day Mateo would come into the room to convince me to do what he asked, but he always left angry. I’ve been making every effort to irritate him. Though he hasn’t realized it yet, every time he talks to me he slips a bit of information about his motives. Like clockwork, the door clicks open and he enters.

“Right on time for your therapy session.”

I joke as I get up from the yoga pose I was in. he walks straight up to me and pushes me against the wall.

“This is funny to you?” I didn’t break eye contact with him.

“Last night a group of men stopped by. Don’t worry, I’ve sent an appropriate answer for your husband. He’s getting restless.” Mateo smirked.

“Not as restless as you.”

I forced a smile to hide my discomfort at his touch. I felt sick to my stomach as his alcohol-infused breath blew on my skin. It was one of the few moments I had the upper hand where he didn’t know