Sweet Submission: Reclaiming Her Love

Chapter 41 Beating The Scumbag

Just then, Sofia’s phone pinged; it was a text from Chase. Reading the guy’s reply, Corynn could easily imagine the smug expression on Chase’s stupid face.

She was the one who had decided on the time and place–nine o’clock in the evening at an abandoned

warehouse in the suburbs.

Chase had agreed to her invitation without hesitation, likely because he believed that Sofia was too weak to

pose any threat.

And as expected, his overconfidence played right into Corynn’s hands.

That afternoon, Corynn prepared the things she’d need for tonight’s meeting: a sack and two bats. She even wrapped each bat in a thick towel so as to avoid leaving any marks when they beat Chase with it.

At nine o’clock sharp, Corynn and Sofia showed up at the warehouse to wait for Chase.

Chase arrived a full half–hour later, his oily black hair tied back in a tuft and a cigarette dangling from his mouth, looking every bit the delinquent.

Seeing Sofia, he took the cigarette out of his mouth and grinned, asking, “Sofia, have you finally come to terms

with it?”

Chase was kind of handsome, which was likely why Sofia had fallen for him in the first place.

“Why are you so mad? Every man cheats. Besides, I already told you that you’re the one I truly love,” he added

loftily.

Sofia stood glued to her spot, trembling with rage.

She had never encountered someone so brazenly shameless before.

seeing Sofia’s bruises. “Well, you brought this on yourself when you

beating.”

in the shadows, could hardly bear to listen to Chase’s bullshit. This scumbag went

then quietly crept up behind Chase, ready to throw

over his

Corynn’s approach. He had assumed Sofia had called him out here to reconcile, so he was intent

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Beating the

suddenly enveloped him, he yelped in surprise.

think for a second that

the back of his skull, sending his head spinning

Sofia

to a pulp, his pained screams muffled thanks to the sack

fucking assholet Rot in hell, douchebag! Sofia cursed the living daylights out of him as she

Love?

this scumbag talk about love?! He sullied the word!

Christ! I love you, okay? I really love Ahh!!” Chase hadn’t expected Sofia to actually attack him,

Say that fucking word once more and I’ll

madwoman.

looked like Chase might escape the sack. Otherwise,

needed to vent all her pent–up fury, no holds

a little worried

of expletives, which only served to piss Sofia off even more, and she beat

that neither approach was effective, he could only resort to begging for mercy. But it was way too late to quell the flames of

Sofia back, worried

still feeling unsatisfied, delivered a final kick to Chase’s knee.

beforehand where to hit to cause the most

Chase, who was sprawled on the floor, from over her shoulder. “Chase, if you ever show

pulled the sack off his head, glaring in the direction they had