MAEVE HAWTHORN.
How dare he? Just how dare he?
I felt heat flow from within me due to how hot the flames of my anger burned. My fist clenched and my teeth gritted as I jumped out of bed, my first thought was to follow him and have him take back what he’d just said but that would only mean I care.
This is exactly why I hate men like him, they’re arrogant, condescending and think the entire world revolves around them.
“You’re no different from any of the girls I’ve fucked.” The words resounded in my head and I felt like a volcano on the verge of erupting.
His mocking tone was irritating and galling, “WELL, YOU HAVEN’T f****d ME YET!” I screamed before I got back to my senses and with every ounce of embarrassment tearing at me, I collapsed on the bed and buried my face in my pillow.
Why
