Chapter twenty five

Elora POV

“Did you just call me a slut?” Her chest puffed out as she said, and I could see her fingers dangling in the air as though depending on my response she was going to attack.

“Someone hasn’t told you before? Just now you looked like those strippers and I think that’s the best place you should be. In a club wiping off some cums!” I sent a nail to her heart and she exploded.

Her hand stretched to my hair, and she grabbed on it tightly, pulling it like she intended to shave it off its scalp.

“Bitch! I’ll kill you today! I’ll make you take back those words and realize I am not the bitch, but you are.” She said in disgust.

Though I was in pain, I still endured it as there was more for me to say. I hadn’t cleared out my chest yet and until I did that, I was ready to take the hit to my face when I knew she would be the one to feel the pain instead of me.

“But I wasn’t the one swallowing the cum, you are!” I smirked and she froze in shock. Anger became properly carved on her face as sh