Valentina sought control, and found it in Madam's warning words ringing in her head.
You always have to come out on top when dealing with a man.
This man wasn't going to be any different.
"What? Because you grew out your hair like a wild wolf you think you can bully me?" She rolled her eyes hard.
"What?" He mimicked her. "Do you like the overgrowth?"
She scrunched her face, and turned her nose in disgust. "Please, don't flatter yourself. You look like a caveman. And you sure do act like one."
His hand pressed her harder against the tree. "Good thing I don't care what you think about me. The only thing I'm interested in is project Blackstone. Why do I feel like you're lying when you say you know nothing about it?"
"Because you think the world revolves around you, making your thoughts law. Unfortunately for you, I don't quite care what you think."
He pressed harder, and she inhaled sharply.
"You're one evil bitch, you know? No fucking remorse. Just cold and spiteful!"
