Valentin
Immediately, Valentin dropped Bella. Her heeled feet clattered to the floor so he knew she was okay without looking at her. His eyes were still locking on Zora’s.
He watched a million different emotions wash through her. Rage. Jealousy. Hurt. His chest ached as he watched her shake her head. She turned and ran out of the locker room and Valentin couldn’t help but hang his head.
“What a little creep,” Bella sneered. Valentin raised his gaze to glare at her.
“Get out,” he said, low and dangerous.
“What?” Bella said sharply. She leaned into him, her hand hitting his lower stomach and dipping lower. “But we haven’t finished.”
Valentin caught her wrist before her hand could wrap around his c**k. He narrowed his eyes at her. Clearly, she didn’t realize he wasn’t in the mood.
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