Ariana’s POV
I was pissed off, angry about being disrespected. She went too far and for that, I wasn’t going to just stand around. For the first time, I reacted as I lifted off my fist as I attempted to punch the b***h.
“You asked for this,” I said as soon as I drove my fist at her, but to my surprise, she caught it like a piece of cake.
“I love to disappoint you, you see I came first in my Karate class, so a random amateur punch doesn’t work on me,” she spat out as her eyes glowed with happiness.
“It doesn’t make a difference, I wish I could punch you and put you in your place,” I replied angrily, she smirked and within a few seconds she flipped me over as I landed on the sand. She raised her hand to punch me, my eyes widening in fear, without thinking I put my hands over to my stomac
