Vanessa.
Maria is a bitch.
The thought echoed angrily through my mind, growing stronger with every passing second.
How did she do it?
How did she always manage to get everyone on her side?
More importantly, how did she always seem to have male Alphas wrapped around her finger?
No matter where she went, they gravitated toward her. They defended her, protected her, and treated her as though she could do no wrong.
It was infuriating.
The more I thought about it, the tighter my jaw became.
I am really going to make her pay for today's humiliation.
The vow settled firmly in my heart as I continued hitting myself repeatedly.
Each slap landed against my skin with a sting that only fueled my resentment further.
My cheeks already burned and my arms felt heavy, yet I couldn't stop, not because I didn't want to but because I couldn't.
And from the look of things, Vincent wasn't ready to let me quit anytime soon.
If anything, he appeared to be enjoying every second of it.
