C151 Don't Make Me Hate You.

"Smack!" The sound of a sharp slap echoed abruptly.

Her face was devoid of emotion. "Are you done yet?"

Her icy tone was a stark contrast to the Clarissa that Tiernan once knew. Clutching his stinging left cheek, a malevolent look crept across his handsome features. "Making a scene? Who's causing trouble?" He scoffed, "Playing games, get it? I'm playing you, and now you get it