Chapter Twenty Five

(Nicole and Leila)

Leila's point of view

I was mad, angry. What does he mean I was not his type. Only if he knows how many men are dying for me back in my territory. I scoffed loudly, hissing repeatedly. I hated being looked down upon. Does he think I am worthless. He doesn't even check up on me or try to know how I am feeling.

He must be so heartless and the thought of him makes me really angry, I have never been looked down upon this way before. He did not say those words to me, but I heard him clearly. I could not place the reason why he seems to hate me so much. Not like I offended him or something.

The lady he brought was no way better than me, she was beautiful but I looked more better than her. Or is it her curvaceous body that makes him like her. I scoffed angrily, I was not his type, he does not care if I heard everything he said about him. I hate him already. What was he feeling like.