Too Pretty to Be Your Backup novel Chapter 53

Chapter 53

There was a wildfire burning behind Travis‘ eyes.

“What’s the point of having a phone if you never answer my calls or reply to my texts?” he snapped.

Amanda just stared him down, a cold little smirk twisting her lips as she watched him lose it.

“Oh, that’s what gets under your skin? Funny. Remember all those times you ignored my calls and texts? But now that I’m doing it to you, suddenly it’s a problem? Let me be clear–I’m not ignoring everyone. I’m just ignoring you.”

She was done pretending. She had nothing left to lose–might as well say it all.

All she wanted now was to cut things off with Travis, clean and simple. She hoped he’d get over whatever pride or possessiveness he still had, move on with Leila, and do whatever he wanted, just so he’d finally stop interfering with her life.

Travis‘ gaze turned almost blood–red. You could practically feel the anger radiating off him.

“Oh, you want to break up? You want to run off with some other guy? Dream on, Amanda. You’re not leaving me. Not ever.”

Before she could react, he scooped her up and threw her over his shoulder, stomping up the stairs.

Amanda’s head spun. One second she was standing there, the next she was dangling helplessly over his shoulder. She was furious, pounding on his back with her fists, pinching, even biting wherever she

could reach.

“Travis! Are you insane? Put me down right now!”

He’d always been calm and untouchable. Always so put–together, so in control, like everything in the world was just another piece on his chessboard. Seeing him like this–actually losing it–was something else entirely.

Michelle watched from the kitchen, frozen. She wanted to step in, but she was too scared. In all the years she’d worked here, she’d never seen anything like this between Amanda and Travis.

Then again, maybe it made sense. Amanda was always the one trying to please him, pulling out every trick in the book to keep him happy. Travis was always the one being pampered. Now Amanda was done with that, and Travis, for once, was left out in the cold. No wonder things finally blew up.

But what could Michelle even do?

Upstairs, Travis tossed Amanda onto the bed. Before she could even process what was happening, he was on top of her, holding her down.

It took Amanda a second to realize what he was about to do. She opened her mouth to yell–but Travis was already prepared. He shoved a pine–scented handkerchief between her lips, cutting off

her words.

He actually had a handkerchief ready for this? He’d planned it?

“*&% ¥ #@~&!” [Travis, you bastard!]

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