Jennie Wilson POV

“ Why...He wound your waist like this isn’t it? Even let him brush you off? Now you are preaching when it comes to me...am I not allowed like him?” He hissed dangerously into my face, his breath on my lips tickled me.

I felt tingles all over my body. He was so close...

I fisted my palm against his chest to maintain some distance, because he was invading my personal space.

“ Vincent enough....you are getting off my limits!”

“ Oh am I? Are you angry that I popped up in your f***ing time with him? Were you enjoying him behind my back??? “ He hissed out...