Page 106 of Driftwood Daffodil

Nova huffed and twisted her neck to glare back at me. Even in the dark I could see the hatred burning in those hazel orbs.

“Why?” she sang in a sweet tone. “I thought Mancini men liked it when they fought.”

Rage ticked through my jaw. She wanted to go there, did she?

“And I thought all Ford girls were sluts that liked to ruin men’s lives.”

“Fuck you,” she screamed while bucking up with her hips while trying to kick out.

Her fight was nothing. It wasn’t even a nuisance. I kept her pinned with little effort.

When she finally stilled, I arched a brow and asked,” You done?”

She dropped her cheek to the floor and let out a huff. “I hate you.”

“Ditto,” I snarled back at her.

“Go ahead and do what you’re going to do.” Nova sighed. “I’ll just lay here.”

My brows knit, “What exactly do you think I’m going to do?”

“I don’t know,” she sang in that snarky tone that grated on my nerves. “Your brother did rape my sister.”

My teeth ground. I should kill her now. Smash her head against the floor until her brains were leaking out of her broken skull.

“Just do me a favor and put on a condom first, I wouldn’t want to catch anything.”

I was so fucking sick of this bullshit. Atlas didn’t touch her sister, yet she continued to drag his name through the mud.

“You know what,” I loosened my hold long enough to flip her over, then hissed in her face, “I should fuck you. Then at least someone in your family would be telling the truth about a rape.”

Nova didn’t like that. She lifted her head off the ground and snarled, “My sister’s not lying.”

“Yeah? Then why’d she keep the baby?”

Her eyes stayed locked on mine, but she didn’t say anything. I couldn’t tell if she’d asked herself the same thing, or if she just didn’t have a viable excuse.

“You can’t explain that one, can you?”

“Fuck you.”

“Nah, I think you’d like that too much.”

“You think too highly of yourself,” she snorted.

“You’re the one that keeps pushing my buttons,” I pointed out. “At some point I’ve gotta wonder if you want me to hurt you.”

Her eyes rolled, “Pfft, please.”

My head tipped to the side. Her heartbeat just picked up. I could feel it pound through her chest. Did she want me to hurt her? I was just fucking with her, but now…

I tipped my gaze down to her chest just as a knock rang through the door.

“Open the door Mr. Mancini.”

Fucking Sister Anne.

Nova sucked in a breath and parted her lips, but I slapped my hand over her mouth.

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