Alex lifted his head like a boxing champion and led me away from the table. He didn't care what the others whispered about him. Some called him a fool, others mocked Damian's cowardice.
I repressed my anger and followed Alex to his room. As soon as we entered, he tried to kiss me, but I slapped him hard.
"You bastard! You got what you wanted. You humiliated your enemies, and you humiliated me," I shouted at him. "You had a plan, didn't you?"
Instead of fighting me back, Alex said, "If it makes you feel better hitting me, then hit me until you're satisfied. I promise I won't hit back."
"Answer my question!" I pushed him hard on his chest, my eyes welling up. Even though I knew we were just allies based on profit, I still hoped that he cared about me just a little. But tonight, he used me as a tool for his revenge. He got what he wanted, and my heart broke.
