His Childhood Sweetheart Poured Glue on Me and Pushed Me into the Pool: I Never Show Mercy to Traitors Chapter 04

His Childhood Sweetheart Poured Glue on Me and Pushed Me into the Pool: I Never Show Mercy to Traitors Chapter 04

1 gasped for air, clinging to the pool wall, dry heaving.

Blondie dropped the hose. He and the other guys grabbed pool cues and walked to the edge.

Their faces twisted with sick aftrusement.

“Spraying water’s boring.”

Blondie poked my shoulder with the tip of his cue.

“Iris, how’s the water? Having fun?”

The cue slid down from my shoulder.

His eyes roamed shamelessly over my chest.

“Fuck, she’s got great skin.”

Another guy jabbed my back with his cue, spouting filth.

“Iris has got a killer body, huh?”

“Dane doesn’t want you anymore. How about… giving us a shot?”

Blondie got bolder, trying to hook my collar with the cue.

“Stop hiding. Let the boys get a good look.”

I used the last of my strength to grab the cue at my chest.

I glared up at them, teeth clenched.

“FUCK OFF.”

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Blondie flinched, then his face twisted with rage.

“Bitch still got attitude!”

He yanked the cue hard.

It sliced my palm open. Blood dripped into the water.

Chloe stood nearby, laughing hysterically, snapping photos with her phone.

“Oh my god, Iris looks SO fierce! I’m posting this everywhere!”

“Caption: ‘Drowned Rat’s Last Stand.’ Perfect!”

I looked at Dane.

He was lighting a cigarette, slow and deliberate.

Through the smoke, his eyes looked at me like I was a stranger.

I was completely out of strength.

A trickle of blood ran from the corner of my mouth.

Dane finally walked to the edge. He kicked Blondie’s cue away.

“Alright, don’t kill her.”

“Iris, just beg me.”

“Stay in your lane from now on. Re my woman in the shadows. Never interfere with me and Chloe again. Stop pissing her off.”

“Do that, and I’ll pull you out.”

Be his secret mistress?

Looking at his smug face, I suddenly laughed.

“Dane.”

I stared into his eyes, voice steady and cold.

“If I survive this, I’ll make you BEG for death. Every. Last. One of you.”

Dane’s face twitched, about to snap back-

“BANG!!!”

A deafening crash came from the villa entrance.

A squad of men in black stormed in.

Each one carried two barrels of industrial glue.

They walked straight toward us.

“IRIS! I’M HERE!”