Samantha’s POV
“What the f**k ?!”, I shouted as I jumped back while the annoying Beta inside my luggage almost peed his pants at the same time in sudden fright.
Licking off his fingers and throwing the packet of Cheetos on my face, the asshole climbed out of my luggage bag and crossed his arms.
So there will always be that one person that shall diss you and for me that was f*****g Dre.
“Take me with you”, he demanded.
Seriously ?
After what he threw on my face ?
As if I would, even if I was ordered to.
What a ridiculously disillusioned twerp !
“Nope”, I replied while popping the ‘p’ and then grinned just the way he hated it before imitating his pose with crossed arms.
Dre’s pain = Samantha’s happiness afterall.
Dre glared
