Chapter 14 The Business Card

• "You fucking asshole, let go of me!" I shouted as I tried to grab my hair away from his grip. He was literally dragging me across the floor. I pulled my head and tried my best to stand up when he grabbed me harder, gripping my chin. His eyes filled with hatred and the aftereffect of alcohol was clearly visible in his drooping eyelids. His cheap beer-scented breath reached my nose and I scrunched in disgust.
• What did I even see in him?
• I tried to shake away his hands on my jaw but he gripped it tighter and made me look at him. "You seemed to be enjoying that man's wealth the last time I saw you with him at the mall. . ." He said, grinning. I kept silent rather than talk back. I have to keep my energy to do my plan later.