*
After Julian Easton fled as if escaping for his life, he was so furious he felt he was about to explode. He'd been coddled and adored his entire life, the center of everyone's world. No one had ever dared to disrespect him. Besides his own father, no one had ever dared to give him so much as a dirty look.
But in the past two days, he had suffered one humiliation after another. Yesterday, he'd been beaten by some girl—even pinned to the ground. A disgrace he would never forget. Today, he thought he'd finally found a chance to get even, only to be publicly humiliated all over again.
With this new grudge piled on top of the old one, he was burning with rage, a bellyful of frustration with no outlet.
"AHHHH..."
