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A wince escaped her lips at his brutal hold.
"Let me go!" She demanded angrily.
Andrew cocked his brow at her in a daring manner. "What if I don't?" He asked calmly.
She was getting so angry at him. Lord save him from her wrath.
"I will smack you the same way, I smacked your plastic woman." She hissed, even calling her his made her stomach churn.
He jerked her hand away and scrutinised her under his gaze. "Go ahead." He gritted out as his eyes glared daggers at her.
After fighting with that idiot in the kitchen, she didn't have the energy to fight him. She didn't feel good anymore. With a sigh she decided to leave but Andrew wasn't having it. Grabbing her arm he pulled her back right in front of him.
"I'm not done yet." He muttered. "But I'm done." She snapped and tried to get her arm free which was impossible because he tightened his hold.
Chloe winced. "You're hurting me." With a click of his tongue he let her arm go.
"You shouldn't have slapped her." Andrew gritted out making her scoff.
"I just reacted to her action." Chloe said calmly. It appears that Andrew didn't believe her and nor did she have energy to make him believe. She feels sick and tired. She must get in touch with some doctor soon.
"And I'd believe that?" His voice was full of mockery.
"Look Andrew-" He cut her in the mid sentence.
"Boss. It's, boss for you." His words hurt like shit.
Taking a step closer she stood in his personal space.
"What would you do huh?" She bobbed her head up asking him.
"Slap me?" She mocked grabbing his big hand in her small one as she placed it on her cheek and started slapping herself lightly with his hand.
"Come on, slap me and get it done with." She gritted out.
Andrew was speechless for a second before he snatched his hand from her and fisted them on his sides.
"Why don't you want to punish me anymore?" She mocked, making him clench his jaw in anger as he took a threatening step towards her, hovering over her.
"Well the best punishment would be me fucking Mandy and making you watch it." He spat and next thing a noise of palm hitting cheek resonated in the whole room.
She slapped him. His face was turned to the side.
"I hate y-you." Her voice cracked in the end as she tried to leave but after throwing him in the flames of rage, how could she leave just like that.
He grabbed her wrist and yanked her to him roughly so that she collided with his chest. Her eyes met his red furious ones. He was seething in anger.
"Feeling is mutual." He spat.
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