"What happened to the Villain?" and "Who truly is she?"
The Villains never get a story, so what's happening now?
What happens when her perfect little life gets snatched from her?
What happens when she gets snatched from HIM?
She was supposed to hate...
IRENE BLAKE IS PLAYED IN THE AUTHOR'S IMAGINATION BY BRENNA DAMICO:
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**AGES FIFTEEN TO SIXTEEN**
DANIEL'S POV:
I arrived at the gates of the Williamson's residence. It screamed pristine and everything classy. The definition of their heir —Chloé. My car was about making a honk when a furious looking Irene made her way out after the security opened the gates. She huffed and puffed as she stormed her way out while cursing heavily.
What got her so annoyed this afternoon?
I wish I could care but I honestly couldn't. The issue on ground perfectly stole all my senses of reasoning. But I was quite surprised when she furiously threw the phone in her left hand to the floor while she screamed in anger.
"FUCK! Who does she think she is?!" She raked her hair with her fingers as she paced in a circle. Her attention set on my car that was opposite her. A crease in her forehead was shown. I winded down the passenger's seat's window and gazed upon her angry and confused face. "Daniel?" She was amazed before she proceeded to cross the tiny road and stood in front of the window. "Why are you here? What happened?" She looked at my face.
I was in a state where I couldn't exactly pretend so I did what I normally do when I reached that level. "Why are you mad? You look like you're ready to kill someone." I evaded.
She heaved a heavy sigh. "Chloé isn't exactly the best person to tolerate. She just drives me crazy sometimes with her controlling attitude! It's insane and infuriating! I hate it." She admitted to me.
"Sorry." Was all I could say as I looked at her. She was still in her uniform.
"I just needed some air." She hugged herself as she stared at me.
"And the air told you to break your phone?" My eyes landed on the broken iPhone 7 Plus on the other side of the road. I knew it was a Plus because she has the exact same phone with Chloé and Alexis.
Aside that, I stalked them when they went to buy it at the iPhone store in the Glendale Galleria.
"Yes!" She declared before realizing she raised her voice. "I'm sorry." She breathed out. "It has just been a long afternoon with Chloé being a bitch."
I was about to defend Chloé when I remembered the disaster she created for me to take in like it was nothing. My anger rose up more than before and before I knew it, I said; "Hop in."
