My Stepbrother, My Damnation
She was screaming at the top of her lungs, and the sound was entirely deafening.
I squinted my throbbing, blurry eyes and focused on the girl standing across the room. Adelina West glared at me, and I thoroughly enjoyed every second of it. Her wide eyes looked like two polished bullets, loaded with pure hatred and aimed directly at my chest. If a gun were in her hand, she would shoot me without a single shred of hesitation. I wouldn't even try to move out of the way. In fact, I would probably step closer, just like I did right now despite my burning eyes.
"Regret suits you, Miss Tequila," I muttered, my tone sounding just as slurred as my uneven steps.
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