Callan

“What?” Brianna muttered. She didn't understand or was playing dumb. I don't know.

“Don't fucking speak to me, don't fucking look at me. Stay the fuck away from me, Brianna. I don't want you in any of my establishments, nothing. I don't know how it isn't already fucking clear but I hate you, I regret you.” I spewed out like venom. It just came out of me, I couldn't stop the demon inside me from wagging its tongue.

Her face dropped and she looked both shocked and hurt, good. My fists were clenched and I know my face looks strained right now. I am practically vibrating with the indescribable...