Chapter Seventy: The Threat of Replacement

Nora stormed out of the bar to her car. She slammed the door to a close behind her and gripped the steering wheel. She screamed, lowering her head over the steering wheel. "Oh, God!" Her chest heaved, and her fingers trembled around the steering wheel. She remembered the words she had spoken to Vladimir, and her stomach clammed up. She felt revolted. How could she have spent a night with a man like that? Nora cried, bruising her mouth with the back of her hand. She needed to wash his taste off. She fumbled through her car's safe for her wet wipes and cleaned her mouth repeatedly. "He disgusts me." Nora balled her hands into fists. She held them up in the air and hit the steering repeatedly. She cursed at him in annoyance, shoving her fingers angrily through her hair. "Oh! Shit." She fumbled with taking her keys out of her purse and pushing it into the ignition. She started the car and zoomed out of the bar's parking space. She shuddered when she remembered Vladimir's par