FIFTEEN He Slapped Her

"Sit down!" he pushed me down to the couch, I saw Shantel smirk at my sorry state. "What are you doing here?" I was irked in pain at the impact of the push.

"What I do with my life is none of your business, Martin. I can do whatever the h*ck I want!" I spat out. He was furious, I was enraged.

He was about to raise his hand, and I flinched at his gesture when Shantel held his shoulder in a flirty way.

"Tesoro mio (My darling), please be gentle with her. She didn't mean to upset you!" her filthy hands were looping around his arm.

I could hear Martin's rapid breathing, he was controlling himself. He shoved Shantel's hands away and turned around. I was just staring at him. If Shantel didn't hold his shoulder, he could have hit me. A drop of tear was beginning to appear, and while no one's looking, I wiped it with the back of my palm.

"Ahhh!" he screamed, frustrated. I jolted at the loudness and intensity of his voice, even Shantel jumped on her spot. Luke and Enzo just bowed their heads.