Slowly, her hand turned the knob and she pulled the door open even slower.
Just as expected, Beatrice stood there, smirking down at her. She knew it…she was going to get a hell of a beating tonight.
“I never thought a coward like you would actually open the door. You’ve braved up since Jake started f*cking you right, is that it?”
Delilah made sure the fear in her heart did not show in her eyes. “Jake isn’t f*cking me…and for the record, I don’t want him to…unlike some people.”
Beatrice scoffed, adjusting the bag strap over her shoulder before shoving her way inside. “For a weak little sh*t like you, your mouth has always been so f*cking big…” Her hand flashed towards Delilah’s face, grabbing tight to her cheeks. “I should’ve gotten rid of that nasty tongue a long time ago. I should’ve
