Lexi's POV
"Are you still drunk? I just told you...what you did last night and all you could do is yell about why I didn't go in the opposite direction? I saved your life three times and I never heard a word of gratitude. Instead all you do is yell and go on about how much you hate me when I never did anything to you. Were you raised like that or that's just the kind of person you are?" he asked harshly after a moment of silence.
"Don't you ever f*****g dare talk about my upbringing. You know nothing about me," I replied angrily. He stood up from his chair.
"I know exactly the type of person you are. You've shown me that much since we met," he said.
I scoffed. "So, what do you want from me? Do you want me to go on my knees, worship, and thank you for your act of kindness towards me? Yo
