After I Amazed the World the Cold Alpha Regretted

Chapter 92 Chapter 92

The cold porcelain met her forehead with a dull thud, and she let out a gasp of surprise.

"You bitch, what are you doing? Goddamn it, get off me!" Aria screeched, her voice muffled as she struggled against my grip.

Ignoring her protests, I reached for the faucet, turning it on.

Ice-cold water gushed out, splashing onto her hair and dripping down her face.

Aria's curses filled the small bathroom, though her words were garbled and frantic.

his." I said calmly, "is just a taste of what you used to do to me. Back in school, remember? You thought it was funny then. How does it feel now, Aria?"

She sputtered, trying to jerk her head free, but I held her firmly in place.

The water soaked through her perfectly styled hair, smudging her makeup and streaking her once-pristine appearance.

At first, she cursed and raged, but as the water continued to pour, her resistance weakened.

Her cursing turned to pleading.

"Please... stop..." she whimpered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the rushing water.

I leaned in closer, my voice low and dangerous.

"You brought this on yourself. You've spent your life tormenting others, thinking you're untouchable. But you're not. Not anymore."

For a moment, I considered leaving her like this, humiliated and soaked.

But then I released her, stepping back as she slumped against the sink, gasping for air.

She looked pathetic, her once-haughty demeanor shattered, and I couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction.

I left the bathroom without another word, my heart pounding in my chest, but my mind clear.

this round,

for me in the classroom, his sharp eyes

concern

"What happened?"

shaking my

of. Nothing

a small smile tugged at the

that

his eyes, a recognition of my strength that made my

while, Aria returned, drenched and

eyes wild with barely contained

her, confused and concerned, but

filming schedule was forced to

didn't spare her

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out the donations to the children, their innocent smiles and

to leave, the dean and the children gathered around

little girls called out, clutching a

to her level, brushing a strand

will, I promise." I smiled

Leo's hand found mine,

his hand, but seeing the little girl's smiling gaze at us, I ended

the connection between us was

a mutual respect

between us.

out of Leo's car, my cell phone rang with an unfamiliar text message. Curiosity piqued, I opened it, only to feel the blood drain from

on the