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My anger blew up and can’t stand to look at that view anymore. I was mad 3 times than before, I quickly walked to her and pulled her away from that guy. I punched him to let out my anger. She was mad too but I carried her out. She really tested my anger today, never in my life I was mad like this. Today was pretty historical. Hailey Anderson, was the first woman who got me mad like a crazy guy. She makes me to mad until I can't control myself and my anger. Now she's beside me, looking out the window. I'm still trying to calm my anger. I drove to her apartment.. don't ask me how I know it.. I know.

"What, feeling angry because I exposed your lies? Itching for a fight now?" "Hmph!" Travis snorted coldly.

And I can bet my left testicle that figlio di puttana Jeremiah knows what's going on. The amount of anger radiating from me in waves right now is almost visible. I just want to hit something, and if Angelo doesn't get to that club soon enough it's going to be him "Drive faster Angelo!" Immediately we arrive at the club, I don't wait long enough until he parks the car, Before I get down and make a dash for the entrance, praying to fuck the security fucks up so I can take out part of this anger on him. I get to the entrance and lucky for them they let me in. I tell Angelo to go find her and call me immediately if he finds her first.

I fired in anger To be continued!!

My grip tightens on the phone as I read the message over and over again, trying so hard to suppress the anger that once again rises to the surface, like furious volcano beneath my chest. Coldness, neglect, that's all I get from him! Why can't he treat me just like her? There's this anger brewing inside me, it's so intense that it almost knocks me out. Frustrated, I dialed the only number that'd get me out of this nerve-wracking anger. I need to blow off some steam, a good fuck would do the magic. "Hi, meet me at our usual spot," I say, hanging up before he says a word.

he yelled, hitting the steering to vent his anger. “Goddammit Raphael, fucking drive!” I yelled at him, shutting the mind-link. Anger rose in my gut as I couldn't throw something at Raphael. He was lucky we had company. I didn't want to make her scared of me by revealing my bad temper. I didn't know how she would take my bad side. The last thing I wanted was her fainting or having a panic attack in my car. The car engine roared to life and Raphael started driving in anger.

I nod,Just then his phone rings, he press the answer button and bring it to his ear. “Yes?” He listens to the caller and clenched his jaw, his eyes turns black and the veins in his face starts showing. I have seen Mike get angry but I have never seen him get furious and right now, he was in rage. He angrily punch his car’s window and the glass breaks. He ends the call and angrily enters his car, I quickly enter after him. What did they tell him that got him this angry? He drove so quickly like a crazy person,We made it to the penthouse in less than twenty minutes because of Mike’s rough driving.

I hanged up the call angrily. "Oh! Really?"

haven said these words to her, he gritted his teeth angrily, and slipped into his car. He hits his hands angrily on the steering wheel before proceeding to ignite the car and he zoomed off. He deeper his nails deeply Into his hair and ruffles it angrily. His heart tightened in pain as the thought of what Ashley would be going through flushed through his brain. He yelled out Angrily in frustration, he was uncertain of the kind of pain she was going through, and that alone pierces his heart. Who could have come to steal his Ashley away? He didn't remember seeing her fight with anybody, at least that would have sparked his suspect

He asks me. “You’re not the one I’m angry at.” I tell him, punching another hole in another bag. “You know Clint will expect you to replace those, right?” I nod. I don’t care, I need to do something with this anger, so Angel doesn’t think it’s directed at her. “Come on.” He says, crooking his fingers at me. “Let’s have a go. You need a challenge, someone who will hit back.” “I have no intention of having to answer to Cara about why you’re all bloody and bruised.”