Chapter Eighty-One – Wild Fire.
Rihanna’s POV
Mi Vida was a disappointment but then I was the one who expected more. I had dodged her attacks effortlessly.
A frown was on my face as I met her horrid gaze. “You’re still slow?”
A frown appeared on her face as well, and she charged at me again. Her swipes at me were easily to avoid and her kicks were low.
I head butted her and tore through her stomach. She fell on her back and I stepped on her face.
“I want you to know I’m delighted to do this.”
My leg crushed on her face, her cries and struggling only fueled my anger and pleasure seeing her beg.
Her eyes’ glow died down as her screams did the same but suddenly Beatrice rushed to me, pulling me away from her.
Unknowingly, I shoved her hands away and my claws dug into her arm.
Mi
