chapter - 18

empty frames and loud moans

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He roughly throws me in the passenger seat of one of his cars, before getting in himself. Shocked, I just stay still keeping my bruised hand to my chest. I mean it's not really bruised but there is pain.

A long silence filled the car, only the voices of my uneven and his angry nostrils flaring were the voices in the car. What happened in there was nothing I ever expected to happen ever.

"who was he?" my voice came out so hysterical I cringed.

he clenched his jaw tightening his hold on the steering until his knuckles turn white. OH? so he is getting angry now?

I glared at his clenched jaw. "Answer me."

"Don't talk about him," he yelled out of frustration.

"Are you kidding me? he fucking humiliated me in front of your Uncle while you stood there like a fucking statue."

he turned his dark gaze to me. "Shut up," he yelled again.

Asshole. I want to shout at him, ask him why he let that happen, why? instead, I closed my eyes keeping my eyes at bay. After