Spite_A Bully Reverse Harem by Candace Wondrak

Author:Candace Wondrak [Wondrak, Candace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-06-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

“It’s sad that not everyone is a fan of assholes, huh?” My voice dripped sarcasm, the facetiousness laced with pure venom. I could not hide the fact that I wanted this boy to hurt, and I wanted him on his knees in front of me.

Christian froze, his posture rigid as he measuredly turned to face me. His expression was murderous. If looks could kill, I’d be a goner. It probably wasn’t best to rile the beast, but I’d been preparing myself to face this particular beast down for a while. It was officially now or never. Last call.

He glanced down the hallway, both ways, to see if anyone was around before approaching me near the emergency exit door. I wasn’t afraid of him. What was he going to do? Hit me? Attack me? One scream was all it would take—plus, after the whole breakup thing, I was sure Jessie would side me with over Christian any day.

No, this beast might have horns, but I was horn-proof. He wouldn’t be impaling me today.

“You bitch” was what he said. So colorful and imaginary. Like talking with a poet.

I leaned on the wall behind me, sighing. “I’ve been called worse things, most of them by you, but I’m sure you don’t care about that.”

Christian stood before me, radiating heat, his skin slick with sweat from the game even though it’d been at least ten minutes. Halftime was probably almost over, anyway. His blonde eyebrows were together, his sapphire eyes jewels of hatred. Even with the sneer on his face, he was gorgeous. Well-built, intimidating, and drop-dead gorgeous. Too bad looks weren’t everything. Personality-wise, he’d lose every competition.

“You had no right to say anything to Jessie,” he said, stepping closer to me. Less than a foot away, now. I could smell his sweat; it wasn’t a bad smell, sadly. I kind of liked it. “No fucking right.”

“Really? You think so? Because I think I had every right, considering it’s my past, too,” I said, pushing myself off the wall. If I was taller, I’d be right in his face. As it was, my head was angled up, and I was mere inches from his wide chest. “You don’t get to decide who I tell.”

Christian let out a chuckle. He had the balls to laugh in my face. “Why? You want to advertise around the school that you’re a suicide survivor? Go ahead. See how far that gets you.”

“So far, I’m finding everyone is actually pretty nice.” Mostly. “You’re the only asshole here, Christian, and soon you won’t have anyone to back you up.” God, why did he have to be so tall? Why did I have to stand so close to him? Why did I feel like…running my hands down his chest and along his abdomen and touch every single muscle on his body?

“Is that what this is about?” A slow smirk drew across his face, and I felt my stomach do a somersault or two. “You want me to pay for what

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