Chapter 84

Victoria's POV I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My jaw dropped as I stared at Ethan in disbelief. "Excuse me?" I finally managed, my voice dangerously low. "What century are you living in that you think anyone would say something like that?" And what photos was he even talking about? I hadn't been intimate with other men—when had I supposedly been sending compromising pictures to Damien? This was news to me. Listening to Ethan's pathetic pleading made my blood boil. He was trying to paint me as some kind of promiscuous woman who slept around casually—projecting his own disgusting thoughts and behavior onto me. I couldn't take it anymore. Before I knew what I was doing, my hand flew up and connected with Ethan's cheek in a resounding slap. "SMACK!" The sound echoed in the night air, the impact stinging my palm. "Watch your filthy mouth," I hissed, Nora snarling beneath my skin. "Just because you're pathetic doesn't mean everyone else is as worthless as you. Did you not understand