Jonny Parsons was really drunk and stoned, although he wasn’t capable of any kind of lucid conversation at the best of times. Jessie Flynn was starting to get on his tits. He had invested time and money in this arrogant little bitch, and she had the nerve to talk to him like he was a fucking corner boy? She was without any kind of reputation, she had fucked over more people than a high-street bank, and she had nothing going for her other than her name. Who the fuck did she think she was? She had a bad attitude and she talked to people like they were fucking idiots. She didn’t seem to understand that she wasn’t exactly a fucking prize herself. She was a whore – that was all she was and all she would ever be.

‘Fuck you, Jessie Flynn. Just who the fuck do you think you are? I’ve fucking bankrolled you, lady, and don’t you ever forget that. I won’t be made a cunt of, especially not by a fucking no-mark like you.’

Jessie sighed dramatically; she was actually enjoying herself immensely. ‘I think you and I both know the truth of this situation. We both know that I am far better than you, Jonny. That’s what is bothering you.’

She could see her words hit home; she wasn’t going to let him get the better of her without a fight. Well, that suited her fine. She liked a good fight, she liked to get a reaction. It just proved to her that she was right – all men were bastards and not worth her time or effort.

‘If you really want to know the truth, Jonny, I think you’re what is commonly known as a fucking moronic imbecile. I’ve had better conversations at bus stops with glue sniffers. So do me a favour and fuck off, will you?’

Jonny Parsons was not a man to take anything off a woman. A coward by nature, he didn’t think twice about raising his hand to a female. Jessie Flynn’s words were like a red rag to a bull – he was never going to let her treat him like a mug. Grabbing Jessie by her throat, he forced her up against the wall and, taking his fist back ready to use it, he said angrily, ‘Don’t you talk to me like that, you fucking whore. I don’t take that shit off anyone, especially not from a fucking tramp like you.’

Jessie was laughing at him now, enjoying the drama and violence no end. ‘Go on then, Jonny, I fucking dare you. Hit me. Go on, big man. Give it your best shot.’