Reborn Through Fire By Kazuya Higan Chapter 915

Chapter 915 Who Do You Think You Are The man put his arms around her waist and sneered, “Is the story about Jensen falling into the river so interesting that it is worth watching it over and over again?” Lea was holding her phone with a trembling hand. “W–Why is this happening?”

“Who knows? I guess Jensen just has bad luck. By the looks of things, he is just a short–lived git.”

Anthony snorted carelessly. Seeing Lea’s face pale as a ghost, her body trembling as if unable to accept this fact, Anthony frowned with a flash of suspicion and viciousness on his face.

“Aaaaah!” Lea suddenly cried out, the phone in her hand dropping off onto the carpet beside the bed.

The man pulled at her hair, forcing her to look up. “You seem to be very heartbroken after Jensen fell into the river. Have you taken a liking to him after just being Kisa’s assistant for a while?”

Lea shook her head but instantly gasped in pain as her hair was being pulled at. Her trembling voice was laden with sobs. “I–I didn’t. I didn’t take a liking to him… Aaaaah!”

“Don’t lie!” Anthony growled. “Look how distraught you are. Who are you trying to fool?”

“I really didn’t…” Lea cried, her pale face wrinkled in pain.

Anthony flung her away and sneered with contempt as he saw her sprawl out on the bed. “Who do you think you are? How could someone of Jensen’s stature be interested in you? You are only worthy of being my sex toy. No man will want you if I don’t want you, either.”

Lea gripped the quilt, her heart aching. ‘Yes, I’m just a sex toy for him. He despises me from the very core of his being; he has no respect for me.‘

Anthony was inexplicably upset and pulled her over with one hand. He then penetrated her with no foreplay, as if he just wanted to vent his lust. Mia gasped in pain, her tears falling, but she did not make a sound. Anthony was oblivious to all of this, as she was just a toy with no dignity to speak of in his eyes.

He tormented her mercilessly, hating women who hustled alcohol. He had not forgotten that Mia had started out serving alcohol in bars. She reminded him of his low–born but scheming mother, who tricked his father into sleeping with her and used her pregnancy as a bargaining chip to marry into the Mullen family. Because of his mother, he was discriminated against and humiliated from birth. They called him the son of a bargirl, that he was just as cheap as his mother, and that his existence was an insult to the Mullen family’s reputation. Even his grandfather was disgusted with him. If he had not always tried to please his grandfather in recent years and even helped him woo Sara, his grandfather would not have spared him a glance.

He squinted with a ruthless look in his eyes and sped up his action when he thought of the past.

Lea’s lips were chafed, and she finally could not take it and cry out. “I really have no feelings for Jensen. How dare I fantasize about him? I just feel guilty… I made a mistake. I shouldn’t have been a smart alec and told Gilbert about it. It is my fault. It is my fault… Kisa will never forgive me. Never. What am I going to do? I got Jensen killed. What am I going to do?”