Caged Between The Alpha And The Vampire
The juice from the pineapples got into her eyes and the back scratched her face, which made her begin to itch and start scratching it, but that only made it worse.
I couldn’t keep quiet any longer. “Malia, that’s enough,” I commanded, standing to my feet.
“What do you think I am? A puppet? She should be apologising. Instead, she has the guts to be arguing with me. She’s lucky I didn’t force it down her throat,” Malia said, defensively, and surprisingly, she just broke down in tears.
“What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” I asked, going over to her while gesturing to the maid to pack up the mess and leave the room.
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