Chapter 14 - Giovanni (3)

"Look, Mal." Dickhead gets down on his knees, pleading to Malia. "I'm sorry, okay? I promise it won't happen again. Just please… talk to me."

I snort and he glares. But before he can bark at me, I grin. "Sorry. This cake is delicious. It's making me deliriously happy. Go ahead, continue the pathetic graveling."

He shoots to his feet. "That's it! Get the fuck out of my house, you Bastard! Who the hell even are you? Are you fucking this guy, Mal? Is that it?"

"I don't think it matters who he is, Bryce. Not when I just caught you cheating, balls deep in my best friend's cunt." Malia cuts her look at Lucy and the girl shrinks in her seat, huge tears pouring down her face.

"Of course, it matters! Lucy means nothing! I told you, it's not cheating, I don't love her. It's just sex–"

"You, asshole!" The girl smacks Dickhead upside the head but he ignores her. "You said you loved me."