Colt.
“Baby, I’m so—”
“Shut the f**k up, Lila. I don’t want to hear it,” I bark, seething with rising anger.
I want to think. I want to understand. I want to know what the f**k just happened right now.
And what Rain meant by all that s**t she just said.
My chest hurts. There’s a funny buzzing in my head, bleeding into my ears, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth.
Rain…
My submissive, pathetic Rain…
She just—
No.
I shake my head, unable to process it. The anger I saw in her eyes. The hate in her words. The stinging pain of her slap.
Maybe this is a prank. I look toward the door, expecting her to return any second and tell me it was all just a joke, that she didn’t mean any of it.
Because my Rain isn’t like that with me. She doesn’t yell or lose patience. She’s softhearted, loya
