VIVIENNE's POV
My hand curled around the lace panty, tightening into fist till I felt my finger poke holes into the fabric.
My lips quivered as my breath came in uneven gasps, my head aching from replaying Sasha's words over and over and over again.
'How shameless can you be? Tell me, will you only be satisfied when you have all four brothers to yourself?'
I bit into the inside of my cheek till the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth.
I wanted all brothers for myself??
She couldn't have deserved that slap more!
I tightened my hand into fists despite my palm still burning from the intensity of squeezing too hard.
Ignoring the pain, I push open the door with enough force to have the hinges ripping off if they weren't already ripped off and stepped into my room, chest heaving.
I threw the torn panties into the trash can and stormed out of the room, my chest heavy with barely restrained anger.
