"Shera Black, I will get back at you." The man hissed furiously. How could a woman humiliate him so much? Seeing that she was grinning at him like he was a little kitten trying to defeat a tiger, he was even more enraged. "I hold grudges."
She shrugged indifferently. "What a coincidence, Mr. Fort. I hold grudges too." She leaned in to add in a low, taunting voice, "...and on top of that, I'm a vengeful devil."
She slapped a bill onto the table for the water she had just drunk and walked out with a devilish smile.
Dilan felt goosebumps all over his skin. Was this woman a devil? She possessed such a beautiful face, but why was her smile able to elicit such a terrifying level of fear?
Just now, when she smiled at him and declared herself a vengeful devil, he was more spooked than he was on 5th May when she crashed his wedding in a black wedding gown and a bouquet of black flowers.
