Louis' POV
I walked back into my room feeling pissed off. I didn't even care that Olivia had slapped me in public, which was a taboo. All I regretted was the name whore I called her, and I knew soon it would start spreading like wildfire.
Raged, I hit my fist against the wall, and it hurt, but it wasn't compared to the guilt I felt deep down.
Suddenly, the door to my room pushed open and Levi walked in, his eyes narrowing at me.
"What is it I just heard?" Levi asked, sounding angry, and I didn't know if the anger was directed at me or on something else.
"You insulted Olivia? Accused Madison of being the lover? What were you thinking? Doing all that before hundreds of men!" Levi spat angrily.
His anger could be felt. He was so angry that where I stood, I had to take a step back—afraid he might attack me.
"How could you, Louis! Do you know what that means? The news will spread around the pack. Pack members will start mocking her! Calling her names!"
