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HANNAH

Ibounded over to Theo’s house, knocking on the door as I bounced on my heels. I’d tried ringing him and sent copious amounts of text messages, to no avail.

Where is he?

I heard movement from inside, and the door swung open. My heart almost stopped beating when I saw a Californian blonde walk out with full red lips, throwing me an evil look.

“He’s not in the best mood, I’m afraid,” she sighed, getting into her little blue Mini, which she’d parked on the drive.

I stood, dumbfounded, watching her drive away. I turned my head back to the house and opened the door quietly.

“Theo?” I called as he appeared at the top of the stairs. He was half-naked, wearing just jeans.

Had they—

“Han, it’s not what it looks like,” Theo said as jealousy filled me.

“Oh? So, the blonde that just told me you’re not in the best mood hasn’t just been in here with you?” I snapped, folding my arms across my chest.

“Yes, but—”

It was all I needed to hear.

I turned and strode out of the house, spotting Ryan pulling shopping bags from the trunk of the car.

“Who’s he banging now? The boy has a different girl every week,” Ryan muttered as I stormed past him, tears in my eyes.

“Hannah,wait. It’s not like that, Iswear,” Theo called after me as I glanced at Ryan.

“Don’t let him in. I don’t want to talk to him right now,” I commanded as Ryan frowned in confusion.

He turned to Theo, repeating the message. Ryan shrugged as he pointed a finger to his temple, swirling it around.

“Women. All bat shit crazy.”

I flew upstairs, locking myself in the bathroom as I sank to the floor.

Had I really expected to be different?

Why would I, Hannah Phillips, be able to tame the beast that was Theodore De Luca?

I couldn’t get the blonde’s face out of my mind, and hot tears slid down my face.

“Phillips. Open the fucking door.”

I heard Theo command gruffly from the other side.

“Fucking Ryan.” I seethed, closing my eyes as I leaned back against the door. “Fuckoff, Theo.”

My chest ached with agony when he continued.

“I didn’t fuck her. Well, Idid, but not today. Not since you.”

So, hehadfucked her.

Of course he had.