Leonardo's POV
My brows pulled together in a deep scowl, and I let out a harsh laugh. "Why are you so vulgar, low-class, and cheap? Is your brain packed with nothing but cheesy pickup lines? Can't you come up with anything else?"
The words hit their mark perfectly.
Veronica went silent, her mouth opening and closing like a fish. Those phrases must have rung a bell - I was throwing her own insults right back at her face.
She couldn't exactly point fingers at me though. When my mood turned sour, my tongue could cut like a blade.
As Veronica seethed with anger, I moved to sweep her off her feet.
"Hey! Stop it! I can manage on my own!"
She always got flustered when I lifted her without asking. Her legs worked just fine - she could handle walking by herself.
"Think you can make it in those stilettos?"
I shot her a look, my eyes narrowing to slits, eyebrows cutting sharp angles across my face.
