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Brielle's POV

Wasn't I good with hiding or was he expert at sniffing nearby scents? He was turning back to stare at me now and I couldn't breathe well.

His gaze was shifting already and it was directed towards my side. My gasps only could attract him and I knew immediately that he had seen me.

"Little asshole," he snorted as he reaches out for me. I couldn't run away since the pace between us was too short to find a way out.

He pulled me out of the corner and as he spoke, his breath made a foul odor. I couldn't endure it as I blocked my nostrils but he sent my fingers away from my nose, claiming I was disrespecting him for doing so.

"Now you'll suffer for all the sins you've committed," he said as I sighed, his grip too firm on my hands, "Ice had many chances to kill you but I never did. But all you can think about is following that lowlife, isn't it?"

"He's not a lowlife," I said as he slapped me across my chin.

"Next time you talk back, I will kill you immediately. Is that ta