Yaryn was delighted, assuming Rose would forgive her. To her dismay, the exact opposite happened. She nearly blew up. In the heat of the moment, she lashed out, “You’re a bitch, Rose! You pretend to be a saint, but the truth of the matter is, you’re petty as—” “Smack!” Jumbo slapped Yaryn, and the woman, her hair a falling mess, let out a shriek. Kaze glanced at Gavin’s group and yelled, “Do you want him to do it for you?” “Smack!” Gavin and the others shuddered and started whipping their faces without hesitation. Jumbo grabbed Yaryn by the hair and slapped her repeatedly. The sound of slapping went on. Soon, the group’s face was bruised and battered. “Hey, Billy. Has the loser given in yet? I hope you didn’t kill him.” A voice came from the stairwell. Taz swaggered up the stairs with a smile. He saw Billy kneeling on the ground and Gavin’s party slapping their own faces. Kaze, who was supposed to be in Billy’s position, sat on the couch, alive and well.
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