Kyla Jones POV
" You....I appreciate your guts despite your conduct on that night, you are daring to ask me about that motherf***er"
Blake lunged upon me before I could even react, his menacing eyes and the vicious sneer increasing my uncontrollable trembling.
" I wanted to f***ing slit your throat off then and there itself for causing agonising pain to Vincent, when he didn't come home because you b*tch... He might have forgotten but I didn't."
I flinched stepping back but he followed me not letting a distance between us.
" If f***ing beats me for what reason you came here and preach about? Moreover do you actually think I will reveal it you??"
" I don't entertain dimwitted creatures like you, just because you softened Vincent doesn't mean you can flap your wings around me too.
