He gets angry

“Vicki!” Bryan exclaimed, gripping her shoulders roughly. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“I’d be doing you, if it were up to me,” Vicki thought, but instead asked, “Whatever you would like me to do, Bryan babe.”

Grimacing, Bryan pointed towards the door. “Out,” he commanded forcefully.

Pouting slightly, Vicki made her way out the door. “You won’t be kicking me out for long, Bryan Keefer,” she muttered under her breath. “Soon we’ll be together forever, and that damn that bitch Melanie to hell.”

Later, sitting on her bed again, Vicki reflected on what had occurred. She had been coming on to Bryan subtly for years, but he ignored her. She had tried the direct approach earlier, and he resisted her seduction.

Feeling rage build within her, Vicki picked up a glass picture frame and sent it hurling across the room. It shattered into many, many pieces. Just then, she heard noises coming from outside of her window. Moving over to investigate, Vicki peered down. She saw some of her father Rolando's henchmen bullying someone into paying debts. Vicki knew that her father could get away with tormenting that man until he payed up. The man would not dare go to the police, since the illegal Daranta smuggling and **** ring he was involved with implicated him as much as Rolando. Dismissing what was happening below, Vicki walked back over to her bed. As the pained shouts of the man floated up to her room however, she began to formulate a deliciously evil plan.