Declan slammed the bottle onto the table and pushed Sienna up against it, which caused her to slap him. He glared at her and gripped onto the table. His hands were on either side of her, and he was breathing heavily.
"Take that back. Now!" He thundered, but Sienna didn't back down.
"Don't you like hearing the truth?" She smirked and held back tears. Now was not the time to cry; she wanted to show she could be as cruel as the billionaire and keep up the cold act. "No wonder you're parents died. They couldn't stand to live with you as their son." She pressed on. She instantly regretted saying that and didn't mean it, but the words seemed to hurt Declan.
"You don't know anything about me." He mumbled and stepped away from Sienna.
"Oh, I don't? I live with you, and I know exactly who you are. A scared little boy that hides behind a selfish act and his money." Sienna added and stepped closer to him with her head held high.