Murder In The Name Of Love

C H A P T E R : 9

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I GLARE AT THE PERSON responsible for the broken phone that lay on the floor now. For a moment I felt guilty looking at it, Nicole had given it to me out of the goodness of her heart and now it's completely destroyed.

As soon as that thought comes, it disappears after I remember that it's her own brother who destroyed it. If she had an issue she could take it up to him.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU ?!",  I shout at Dante.

Ignoring me he roughly grabs my jaw and growls."Where's my sister ? Why do you have her phone ?"

"How the fuck am I supposed to know ?, she's your sister, not mine. And if you must know she gave it to me herself because of this thing... I don't know if you've ever heard of it... called humanity", I snarl.

"My sister is too sweet to recognize the likes of you", he scoffs and my anger knew no limits after that.

Raising an eyebrow, I stand up from the bed and cross my arms against my chest defensively. "The likes of me ?, care to elaborate Mr. De Luca ? I would love to hear a man's unwanted opinion."

He takes a step forward and I take one back until my knees hit the bedframe, even with me standing up, he still had the advantage of having a few inches on me. He keeps moving forward until there is no gap left between us, our lips almost touching.

To anyone else our position must have looked one of adoration and love but his eyes were filled with poison and his words were cruel and despicable.

"Yes, the likes of you. The one's who think the world revolves around them, the one's who think they can have anything and anyone because daddy will buy it for them. The one's who couldn't live a day without their Gucci handbag. The one's with such ugly personalities, No one. Could. Ever. Love. Them. Time to wake up princess, this is real life."

I roll my eyes at him, "my daddy is dead asshole." Honestly I could care less about every nonsense he just spewed out of his mouth except for the no one could love them part. That one hurt but I refused to show that to him.

Even with such close proximity, I took the risk of stepping forward. He steps backwards and I smirk. I continue this until his back hits the wall.

"Fine. But what about the likes of you huh ?, the one's who send men to their enemy's home just because they don't have the courage to face them on their own. Do you know what people like you are called ?. Cowards. That's what they are called. cowards.", I smile viciously at him.