Alexa clicked her tongue. "Do it quickly. I don't want my name involved in your rotten scandal!"
My eyes narrowed. I gripped her wrist tightly. "Stop talking like you're innocent. You told me to run him over!" I snapped.
Alexa gave me a sharp look, then laughed sarcastically. "But stupid you, Dylan, you didn't make sure she died! Now look at the consequences."
Without thinking, I delivered a slap to her face. Alexa fell silent, but the flash of anger in her eyes remained.
Before she could reply, one of my men ran over, breathless. "Mr. Dylan! There's bad news!"
"What now?!" I snapped.
He gulped. "The video of you and Ms. Alexa is all over social media and television news."
The world seemed to stop spinning. I immediately grabbed my phone, flipping through the latest news.
My blood ran cold. My body froze.
The video was real. Shit! It was all recorded!
The cell phone in my hand slid to the floor, cracking instantly.
Alexa screamed hysterically. "Asshole! How could this happen?! Everyone saw my body!"
"It's not just you, Alexa! Me too!" I roared.
Anger coursed through my blood, burning every inch of my body. I punched the wall, leaving a red stain on its surface.
"Who did all this?" I shouted.