Samantha’s POV

“Oh my God! Who destroyed you, Samantha Stone?” Dre whistled and slapped his hands on his chubbing cheeks.

“What do you mean?” I squeaked nervously. Did he not like my look?

“Did someone kill that ugly monster and let a fallen angel take her place. Coz good riddance. I hated that bitch,” Dre scoffed but a ghost of a teasing smile crept on his lips.

“That bitch is right here,” I growled, relieved by his indirect approval ...