CHAPTER 13

Angelina POV

I hesitated as I stared up at him, my heartbeat increased drastically.

He regarded me for a moment. "Are you scared? You can talk and I will stop."

I felt slight dizziness and it looked like the alcohol I drank was beginning to take its toll on me. Though, it was not as I wanted it to. If Winston hadn't taken my cup, it would have been better.

"I'm not. A deal is a deal after all," I assured even though I couldn't control the mad beating of my heart. It's for the best anyways.

He cleared his throat. "I don't want to be here as well. Like I've told you the other day, you are not my type and you will never be! I want to get it done with as soon as possible," He spat out. His words were like needles, digging into my body and making me feel a deep wrenching feeling in my heart.

Somehow, it hurts that my second experience would also be nothing to write home about. I felt dirty that I'm sacrificing my body to this foolish man in front of me and he doesn't even acknowledge it.