KYLIE’s POV
My brows shut up in surprise at the drunkard’s words. I don’t think I had ever heard anyone speak to Justin in that manner before. But what surprised me more was the fact that Justin had yet to throw a punch. I had always known him to be short-tempered. But here he was, exchanging words with him rather than ending once and for all by making his nose bleed.
“You better watch your tongue with me.” Justin snapped, his fist balling at his sides, and his expression angry. He looked ready to swing those fists, but at the same time, stood exactly where he was.
I knew I was in the middle of this, but a part of me couldn't help but wonder where all of this would lead.
“Or what? You’ll call Daddy to send his men to pound me?”
“I’m warning you.”
“Warning me? Oh my, I’m so scared. So
