Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 9

Colin’s eyes blazed with a fiery intensity as he gazed at my photograph. He seemed to be emotionally charged.

“You know, I’ve gotta say that Phoebe’s got a decent figure. Wouldn’t be a total loss to wake up next to her. Heck, if she threw herself at me. I’d take her up on it.”

*Remember at Nocturne Club, when she was soaked to the bone? Gotta admit that she’s got curves in all the right places.”

“Kyle, you sure took your sweet time helping her out of those wet clothes…”

“Haha…”

Dexter’s entourage of trust–fund brats spewed their vulgar banter without restraint.

Since Dexter looked down on me, they all did. Because Dexter always saw me as cheap. disgusting, and inferior, none of them had ever shown me an ounce of respect.

I glared at their revolting faces, itching to tear them apart. My fists clenched and swung with futile anger.

“Thud!”

The sound echoed.

Kyle was punched hard and crashing to the ground.

with manic force lung at Kyle. And the man was Colin, the psycho

he crazy? Just get him out of the way!” The people around Kyle cursed in terror, they rushed up

they hit him, he was still beating Kyle hard and refusing to let go. Those bloodshot eyes

with your life…” Colin’s voice was grave, his words

could make out

a frantic beast under the light. That was inciting a primal

out with a blunt hit.

They’ll sort it out,” Dexter

lay unconscious. His face

when a hollow laugh escaped

Chapter 9

karmic justice?

Dexter had gotten drunk

that night, and without a car or a cab

I, like a fool, braved the storm and ran desperately toward

drenched and bedraggled, I was greeted by their mocking

actually came in

you’ve got game. You

wasn’t drunk at all. He and his cronies were playing some

chick is so desperate; she’d do anything to marry you, right?” Kyle sneered. “Tell her she’s got to sleep with me first,

erupted