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.

force lung at Kyle. And the man

the way!” The people around Kyle cursed in terror, they rushed up to try to stop it.

that suddenly lost its mind. No matter how hard they hit him, he was still beating Kyle hard and refusing to let go. Those bloodshot eyes

you’ll pay with your life…” Colin’s voice was grave, his

make out what

a frantic beast under the light. That

a blunt hit. He was cursing under his

police. They’ll sort it out,” Dexter said

unconscious. His face was bloodied beyond

watched numbly when a hollow laugh escaped

Chapter 9

this karmic justice?

me using Dexter’s phone. He claimed Dexter had gotten drunk and was calling out for me,

night, and without a car or a cab in sight, my umbrella

Dexter wanted me, I, like a fool, braved the storm and ran desperately toward the club.

club’s door, drenched and

came in this

man, you’ve got game.

He and his cronies were playing some vile games.

Kyle sneered. “Tell her she’s got to sleep with me