Chapter 1817

The honk startled a passerby, who glared at them, but they couldn’t hear what she yelled at him. It was different for Colton, who was in the driver’s seat. He could hear it clearly, and his face turned dark. “Freyja Pruitt!” Colton opened the door, grabbed her wrist, and gnashed his teeth. “What did you call me?” She wouldn’t escape and couldn’t break free of his grip. Her wrist started hurting from being grabbed too hard, so she yelled, “Let go of me!” Colton grabbed her chin and leaned closer. “Say it again.” He sounded threatening. Freyja stopped struggling and chuckled. “Are you going to hit me again?” Colton laughed maniacally. “I never hit you—” He paused and didn’t continue. He had lost control the previous time, but he didn’t hit her! “You wouldn’t remember something so menial.” Freyja pulled her hand away and rubbed her wrist. “I’m going to leave if you have nothing more to say. I wouldn’t want to be an eyesore.” She tried to walk away, but Colton blocked her wit