CHAPTER 74: HOPELESS FREYA

FREYA'S POV:

"Fuck you, ASSHOLE!" I yell out just as he slams the door shut.

My sudden outburst puts a heavy strain on my bruised belly.

The muscle throbs more painfully, and I wince, biting down at my lower lip.

That's right, I had forgotten that was there.

Right now, I fucking hate Lucas.

I get he has some deep psychological issues and clearly has problems with dealing with his emotions, but aiding in kidnapping me could never be justified by whatever ...