Ivy knew she had crossed the line, but she was too livid to take the hint.
“I knew it! I knew from the start you were a pervert! I knew it!” She drew closer, and began slamming his chest heavily with her fist. “You're used to getting what you want so you think you could take advantage of my vulnerable state. You and your fellow deviants! Shame on you, Vladimir! Shame on you!” She hit harder, and harder.
Vladimir, unmoving, just watched her turn his chest into a punching bag.
“You won't say anything? You don't even have the decency to pretend to be remorseful? You are the worst kind of man there is! Shame on you, Vladimir Bratva!”
Her anger grew even more when she saw her hits were like a breeze to him.
He remained unflinching, just staring at her.
“I hate you! I will never stop hati
