Skyla stared back at her with equal amounts of disgust and rage.
Of course, she knew about Doran's plans and the existence of this room.
"Women like you are a stigma on womankind. You bring a bad name to us all. Shame on you." Skyla didn't hold back, giving her the piece of her mind.
"Too bad I can't kill you or I would have enjoyed hearing your screams but Doran said nothing about hitting your face which I hate the most. Consider it a repayment of that slap in the bathroom." Her hand moved instantly, hitting and bruising Skyla's other cheek. The cycle of being abused, which Skyla had believed to have ended viciously began just again.
Grabbing Skyla's face in a way that her nails dug into her soft plump cheeks, her nostrils flared and eyes dropped venom, she barked.
"And listen here you freak princess, Doran is mine. I would go to any length to get you out of his way. You are not crawling back into his life."
