Bab 47: Chapter Forty Six: Do You Miss Me, Or You Miss This Juicy Pussy?

Ciara's POV

"I thought you said she hit you first, how come the video shows you hitting her?" he questioned.

I shook my head in dismay, "I didn't hit her first. She did so first. They probably didn't capture that part, hence making me look like the bad person that I'm not."

He jeered, causing me to shrink, "Shut that nonsense, shut it! Do you think I'm dumb? Georgia wouldn't hurt a fly. Now tell me, what took you downstairs, did she drag you there too unwillingly?"

"No, I only went there to ask nicely why she kissed you, and she hit me first."

He let out a dark sardonic laugh, "Do you even hear yourself right now?"

"I do. Perfectly." I retorted.

"Ciara, do you not hear me? I said shut up, I don't want to hear another word from that mouth of yours," he snapped.