C89 Chapter Eighty Nine

Sienna

Fuck. I had known that it was fucking Eric.

"Well, shit, he probably deserved it," I said.

I shook my head because I was unable to control what came out of my mouth. Angelo breathed sharply and walked over to me. He knelt down and grabbed my face roughly. I couldn't protest or resist because my wrists were still bound.

"You are just as bad as he is," he growled lowly