Celine’s POV
Smack!
My fist kisses Anna’s nose, leaving her with a nosebleed.
“You bloody betray me because of a d**k?!”
If there's anything the Donovans taught me, it's to be brutal and ruthless and wild.
“Celine?”
She looks both stunned and angry.
In minutes, I watch her grow untamed, with anger coursing through her veins.
“You come to my house, stand before me, and raise your filthy hands to my face?”
“You know what's more filthy? A sly… a snitch… a cold-blooded b***h!”
She sucks in her jaws, hoping it makes the pain go away. I wish I had gone harder and battered her face instead.
"Day in, day out, you come to me and sulk about your bloody relationships.” Her brown eyes don't leave mine, ripping through my soul.
It's a good thing I am here with the same energy. Wh
