Chapter Fifteen: Fury with Repercussions

Trevor "Trevor! For God's sake!" Landon chastised as we entered his car. He had given his driver the keys to my car to drive home. Every part of my face was bruised with Abel's fists, but there was a satisfaction despite the pain whirling through me that he suffered twice as many blows as I did. His face was thoroughly beaten up. He would be probably unapproachable with his looks. That mouth of his wouldn't be able to talk bullshit for a while too. He would be reminded of this night. I made it memorable for him. Speaking of mouths, I rocked my jaw, wincing in pain. My jaw felt as if it had been dislocated. "You don't need another bad publicity stunt. Not now that we're publicly known as allies with Holden Group." "I'm sorry. This is all I'm good for. Scandals and embarrassing the family reputation. I'm sure Grandpa would be forced to disown me at this time." Landon didn't reply, tucking in his seatbelt instead. "Tuck in your seatbelt, Trevor," he told me. I did, sagging