CHAPTER NINETY FIVE

SCARLETT'S POV.

"Get off me, you asshole," I used all my strength to push away away from Kevin but the guy was just too strong. "You're crazy."

"You love it," he laughed into my ear. "How do you expect me to believe that you don't want me? You used to love it when I whispered in your ear and played with your hair like this," he tugged on my hair, sending a sharp pain to my scalp that had me wincing.

"Stop, you're hurting me," I cried, struggling but his grip only tightened like my pain was fueling him.

"I'd stop only if you tell me the truth, that you still love me."

God what was wrong with him? I shouldn't have come here. I shouldn't have agreed to meet him, but then how would I have known that he was keeping such nasty photos of me in his apartment.

"How can I love you?" I sighed in frustration. "You have been lying to me about your entire personality, you've played with my feelings for years and now you're even hurting me."

"But I wouldn't have to hurt you if you just give me wh