meeting him
Lexi stands in front of her door lost in her thoughts
Lexi Roseanne
*I'll play along for now, keep my head down, and bide my time. If I am smart about this, I can turn this situation to my advantage. it's all about survival now, and if I have to use my body to stay alive I will, but they won't see me coming.*
Lexi walked downstairs. Armando waited at the bottom, his expression hard and indifferent, as if this was just another transaction.
Jose Roseanne
[with a dismissive tone] hurry up Lexi! thiago is waiting, and he doesn't like to be kept waiting.
Lexis eyes narrow, the contempt in her gaze sharp enough to cut through steel.
Lexi Roseanne
[coldly] you don't care, do you? I'm just a burden who you sold like nothing but an object.
Jose scoffed, his expression unbothered
Jose Roseanne
You were always more trouble than you were worth. At least now you're someone else's problem, and I got what I needed.
Lexis jaw clenched, and her fists tightened
Lexi Roseanne
[her voice stern] I fucking hate you!
Jose shrugged, unaffected by her words
Jose Roseanne
Hate me all you want, Lexi. It doesn't change anything. Now get going.Thiago is waiting .
Lexi glared at him one last time before turning away, her hatred for him burning hotter than ever. she didn't need to say anything else. Her silence spoke volumes.
As she went towards thiagos office, her resolve hardened. she was alone in this and she would make sure Jose regret his decision.
At Thiago's Office
The office is dimly lit by a luxurious desk lamp casting shadows among the room. Thiago Salvatore dressed in a sharp black suit is sitting behind a massive desk.
Thiago Salvatore
[his eyes flicker with curiosity as the door creeks open]
Lexi enters her posture confident, and her bold, blue eyes meet thiagos cold calculating gaze
Thiago Salvatore
[leaning back into his chair, his voice icy but with a hint of amusement] so, you're the one they have sold to me. I must say, they've finally sent me something worth keeping.
Lexi Roseanne
[unfazed, crossing her arms, her tone sharp and defiant] I'm not some trophy you can flaunt, Thiago. I don't care about how much they sold me for; I'm nobody's property.
Thiago Salvatore
[ a cold smirk tugs in the corner of his lips as he stands up and walks around the desk, his eyes never leaving hers] Bold words for someone who has been handed over to the devil himself.But I like a challenge, Lexi. it's more fun breaking someone who thinks they can't be broken.
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