Ruined By My Brother's Best Friend (by Silverwriter) novel Chapter 89

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Her eyes narrowed. “But you’ve been crossing me,” she said with a careless shrug and raised her hand. “You went to his house…”

The slap landed so hard it knocked me off my feet. “You fucking went to his house, you bitch!”

A searing pain exploded across my cheek as I clutched my face and cried out.

Francesca crouched until she was eye level with me before prying my hands away from my cheek to inspect the swelling. “Quit being dramatic, bitch. I didn’t even hit you as hard as I wanted to.”

I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

The tears simply kept spilling down my face as I stared at her cold, emotionless expression.

Francesca pouted. “All these tears for me? I’m so lucky.”

She reached out to stroke my cheek again, but I slapped her hand away, disgust curling in my stomach at the thought of her touching me.

Her nostrils flared and she grabbed my hair again. “Do you think you’re in any position to piss me off?” she hissed. “Tread carefully, or I’ll have to remind you just how psychotic I really am. After all, you love calling me that, don’t you?”

My lips trembled as I pulled my knees to my chest and buried my face against thein, praying… hoping… begging for it all to

end.

Francesca rose to her full height. “Okay, I’m already bored. The tears are getting a little too much.”

I slowly lifted my head to watch as she gathered the scattered photographs one by one, a satisfied smile stretching across her face.