Chapter 42. I’m Not Your Toy or Slave!

Aria’s POV

I was back from showing off. I needed to go have some rest.

Pulling my doorknob open, I stood in my spot as I noticed Khalid pacing back and forth in the room as if something had happened.

I quietly locked the door behind me and dragged my clothes a bit so that they could cover the little injury that I sustained.

Turning around, I was met with the angry black eyes of Khalid; his sharp look was fixed on me.

“Why are you coming by now?” he snapped, irritated.

“Huh,” was the only thing that could leave my lips.

“I called you several times… Almost up to ten times, but you didn’t respond to any of those, why?

When he called me, it seemed like I was back from a long journey to be welcomed by nagging and screaming.

I don’t think that I am in for this now.

“I didn’t see your missed calls, but besides, why should you call someone ten times at the same time… Is she owning you or what?” I let out and tried