Clementine:
"Oh, look at me, I'm Clementine Stark. I'm such a sassy biatch who doesn't give an F about anyone's feelings," Oriana mocked, turning her hair messy and posing seductively, something I never did.
"Oh, and by the way, I'll sleep with everyone, and I'd love to be shared, but I won't share anyone, even when I have a mate," she continued, spinning around and twerking.
I stood in the doorway. My mates were sitting with their full attention on her, except for Ian. As expected, he wasn't around.
I kept watching as tears blurred my vision and my fists clenched.
"Oh, and by the way, I'll also get myself in danger and then ask everyone to save me," she added, pulling her top lower so her chest was half exposed.
"Oops, sorry, I guess I'm just naturally very seductive," she teased.
She could see me, I was sure of it. She was facing me, while the others faced her. Troy was on his bed, leaning on one elbow.
