RED'S POV
"Why are you here?" I ignored Eric's question as I stopped in front of him.
"Answer my question first," he may not be yelling at me, but I could hear the gritting sound of his molars. His eyes also seemed to jump out of their sockets as he glared at me.
"You may think what you like, Eric; it's fine with me." I threw him a cold and fearless look, igniting more fire within him.
"I saw you kissing Mr. Grey. What else could that mean?"
"I do not deny it," I replied, giving him a bored look. I saw the surprise in Eric's expression. Never did he expect, probably, that a day would ever come that I would dare to stand and defy him.
"Did you leave me because of him? You have such wonderful taste. Why, Red? Had I not given you enough? Had I not granted your material wants?"
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