Chapter 158: He's A Man-whore!

Savannah “I hate him. I hate him. I hate him.” The words tore from me like bullets, one after the other, bouncing off the walls of the hospital room. “God, I hate that smug son of a—” I caught Mom’s sleeping figure out of the corner of my eye and hissed under my breath, “—son of a bastard.” It felt good letting it all out. Not enough to stop the steam rolling through my veins, but at least I wasn’t going to implode. Reese—that walking, breathing headache—had officially moved in with us yesterday. My house. My fiancé. My peace. Everything is gone. Damn you, Roman. If I had even an ounce of self-control and strength myself, I’d make sure there was no pool for him to dive into for at least a week. But sadly, I wasn’t strong enough. Or cruel enough. Or maybe I was just too damn hormonal. That asshole, Roman, was way too sexy for his own good, and my legs seemed to part at the mere sound of his voice. Pathetic. “Feeling better now?” Alyssa’s voice chimed from behind me, light, amused, and t