Gwendolyn
"p*****t!" I screamed, grasping my robe on the bed to swiftly wrap around me. I glared at Ashton who was still standing by the door quietly, his face seemingly clouded with an intense emotion I couldn't decipher.
For the first time.
I knew why he was here, and I was ready for him.
As fast as-as if it didn't happen, his expression normalized and he fully came into the room in giant strides and lurked in from of me. His eyes narrowed, his mouth shifting in a snarl as he calmly demanded, "you call me a p*****t for seeing what rightfully belongs to me?"
I eyed him and crossed my arms over my chest. "I don't belong to you, Ashton. At least not yet." I shifted back, hitting the table behind me.
He was looking at me intently, his glossy eyes penetrating my being as i
