Page 105 of Driftwood Daffodil 2

I hopped out as Gio’s Range Rover came tearing up the driveway.

His burning glare locked on me through the windshield.

Awe, was he mad? Good.

“Are you fucking crazy?”

He had no idea what crazy was.

Lifting my chin, I spun around and marched for the house.

“Don’t ignore me, Nova.”

“Why don’t you go find Cindy.” I spat back at him. “I’m sure she’ll entertain you.”

I threw the door open, surprising the two men in the entryway. Why were there always so many people in this fucking house?

One of them cocked a brow while the bigger one smirked.

“Hey there, Sweet Thing. I’m not a fan of the fifties look but…” His eyes dipped down my form and back up. “You pull it off.”

I pull it off?

All men were superficial idiots.

I snatched a vase off the useless table by the door and chucked it at his head.

The fact that he ducked, making the vase smash on the wall behind him only further enraged me. The guy was a giant wall of muscle. I should not have missed a target that large.

I screamed, stomped my foot, and stormed towards the stairs.

“Don’t leave, Honey,” The guy called after me. “I like a girl with fire in her belly.”

“Touch her and I’ll put a bullet in your head.”

And here comes the asshole of the day.

“Nova!” Gio growled. “Get back here.”

Fuck him, and fuck that big guy, too.

“Don’t you walk away from me.”

Oh, I was going to walk away from him alright. I was going to walk my ass right up these stairs to Gio’s room and break everything he had.

“You’re overacting.”

I was overreacting, was I? I’d show him overreacting.

Pausing at the top of the stairs, I kicked a potted plant down at him.

Gio dodged to the right as it smashed on the wall beside him, causing dirt and ceramic to fall on the stairs.

“How’s that for overreacting?” I snarled, then promptly spun around and headed down the hall for his room.

Gio’s footsteps weren’t far behind mine. “I’m gonna tan your fucking ass.”

If I wasn’t fueled solely by rage, then I might’ve paused at the growl in his tone. But I didn’t give a shit about repercussions. All I cared about was getting to the door in the hallway to the right and slamming it as hard as I could. Which was exactly what I did.

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