Say It In My Face Quotes Novels & Stories

I sarcastically said. “No, of course not. My ears could hear every word you said, including the ‘I love you, Phoenix.” He shamelessly replied making me have the urge to punch him in the face. If it wasn't because it would be a shame to punch those faces of his, I would already do so. Shameless! “It's your illusion.” I coldly replied.

“Did he… say something unkind?” *Unkind?* The understatement was almost laughable. *Fix it. Tell him you’re incompetent. Tell him you’re sick.* The cold fury in his eyes. The public dismissal. My cheeks burned anew. “He… he wasn’t happy about it,” I whispered, unable to meet her eyes. “He made that clear.”

I said nervously “Fuck, me too”

“I don’t want this job, I can’t do it. I can’t be your personal assistant, I can’t bear to see your fucking face every damn day.” I muttered inaudibly, while keeping a straight face and smiling at the crowd. I wasn’t expecting him to hear my complaints, but he did. And he leaned away from the microphone and whispered in my ears, “You ungrateful bitch!

I shouted. "Oh gosh how can there be such a rude lady around the wealthiest street of Mexico." He raised his glasses. He stretched his hand out to me but I slapped it away immediately. I stood up, adjusted my skirt and walked away quickly. "I hope I never see your ugly face or your boss every again!!" I bellowed. . . . . . The next day I squinted my eyes again and again as I sat opposite the table with the name "Julios Black" written on that very fancy transparent glass sitting in front of the person.

Before I open my mouth to say a word. " you think I don't have a small dick right? " He suddenly speaks out my earlier statement which I said in the day and the remembrance of this springs through my mind making me gulp down hard in my position. Oh s***. I can't honestly believe right now that he kept that stored in his mind up to this moment. What the heck is he? Some social media quote? I immediately shake my head slightly with a nervous shudder gripping my lips. "No. I didn't... I didn't mean it like that, I was just...."

He gave me a smile and spoke. "Can you see the 'f*ck you' in my smile? I rolled my eyes on what he said. "Keep rolling your eyes. Maybe you’ll find your brain back there." I was insulted by what he said! I just rolled my eyes and then he said I can see my brain? Is he stupid ?! “Go to hell, Zach!" "Where do you think I came from?" he slowly approach his face close to mine and spoke. "There’s always a wild side to an innocent face." Suddenly my heart beat faster because of what he said. What does he mean ?!

So boastful. "First things first, I don't even ask for your name. Second, I don't introduce myself to people like you, who are already lifting their own bench and table! Third, you're not handsome and you're not yummy either. And lastly, get out of my way because you're a nuisance! " I said that I just raised my voice to embarrass him. "Go away, let this beauty pass." "Hey, I'm not ugly." "Did I say ugly? I didn't say that, because I said, you're not handsome. The spelling is different. Like duh! " I said and quickly turned away.

Her smile reaches her eyes. I am happy! who told her I am not. I'll punch in the face. .

"Run along before I decide to get you fired too." One of them stepped forward. "Who do you think you are..." "Don't," I interrupted. I rinsed my hands and turned to face them fully. "There are people in this world I can’t stand up to. But you? You’re nothing. So, unless you want me to personally scratch those smug expressions off your faces, stay out of my way." Then, just for good measure, I flicked the water from my hands onto their faces and walked out. "Bunch of idiots," I muttered under my breath, my chin held high.