Chapter 89 Cheater

• Cody glances at me. “Sorry, Emelia, but I can not do that.” Cody says with a sigh. He puts the glass back to the table and turns around. “Why not?” I raise one eyebrow. “You are my slave.” His answer is simple and direct. Again.... every time Cody does not know how to answer, he will say you are my slave. I look at him and see him lie down onto the bed beside me. “What do you mean? I am your slave so I can not go home. Is this what you mean? Then do not make me your slave!” He refuses me as expected. “I am not doing that.” His attitude is firm.
• “OK. Why do you need me to be your slave?” I raise my head and ask with no fear. “Whatever the reason is should not concern you. You are only an object that should be chosen by me.” Object... Object...He always knows how to irritate me. I take a deep breath to calm myself down. I try to make it clear. “You said things about object and slaves just because you do not have a reason or are you just waiting for me to believe in you so you can further your torture?” I do not know where I get the confidence to talk back to him like this.
• Cody sits up and looks at me. His eyes are blazing because of anger. “No...” Cody seems to want to say something else but he says nothing at last. “Then why?” I continue asking. “Maybe... My stupid dad made me to keep a slave.” He looks aside. “I do not think that is the reason. You seem to really enjoy hurting me at first. If you did not want a slave, you would not have hurt me.” I try to be logical. “ And moreover, do you really follow your father’s orders?”