CHRISTIAN
Anger surged through my veins but I could not react or act upon it, not when there were four hefty bulldogs in dark sunglasses and black attire daring me with their presence to make a wrong move.
I was yet to heal from the beating from two days ago.
Denise was with them.
"Why are you doing this, Denise? I trusted you." I could only express my anger and disappointment with minimal action to back it up.
"Hailey trusted you." She replied calmly.
"You never told me you were siblings. Why?" I was currently standing outside the gate of the mansion I used to live with Hailey until I had thrown her out.
Denise was doing the same to me. f**k! To think I loved her.
"Step siblings." She corrected, then continued. "Why should I have told you? Where's the fun in that
