Chapter 17. Lucas

“No, how dare you?” she screamed at me.

“What’s your problem? I am standing right outside my office. How is that pissing you off?” I asked her.

“You know what you did, you whore. What’s so funny about you laughing like that?” she growled. I knew she was pissed off at me for making fun of her and was clearly taking it out on me.

“I have every right to behave, and don’t you dare call me a whore again,” I said as I held her hand tightly.

“Let go of my hand, you bitch, before you do something you will regret,” she said, and I held it tighter.

“Do it. Do what you think I will regret,” I challenged her. She glared at me; I could see the hate in her eyes.

“I will ruin you. Just wait and see. You will beg me for your life, and I will make sure of it,” she threatened. I smirked