Chapter 1857

Having said that, Raymond chuckled slyly. Upon hearing this, Rochelle's expression soured. It didn't feel like a compliment but more like an insult from Raymond. "What's the matter? You can't take a little bit of teasing, huh?" Raymond asked with a smirk, getting out of bed and walking toward Rochelle. He then gently lifted her chin, a subtle smile playing upon his lips. "It's not that. I just—" Rochelle hadn't even had the chance to finish her sentence when Raymond slapped her hard across the face. Rochelle cried out, her cigarette slipping from her hand and landing on the floor. She then covered her face, her expression a mask of pain and fear as she looked at Raymond. Raymond sneered, "How dare a slut like you roll your eyes at me? Have you forgotten who you are? You're nothing more than a plaything to me—don't make the mistake of thinking otherwise." Rochelle merely remained silent. "What the fuck!" Raymond snarled as he grabbed Rochelle's hair and jerked her head upward.