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Still at the party, talking with Victor. Rage bubbled up inside me, hot and volatile. Without thinking, I grabbed a glass from the counter and hurled it across the room. It shattered spectacularly against the wall, shards raining down like my shattered hopes. “That stupid bitch wrecks everything!” I hissed, trembling with fury. My hands clenched into fists, knuckles white with strain. “I can't wait to destroy her and Alexander both!”

He utter, “Thus my salary went in risk. I was frustrated about it. I absolutely encountering risks.” Rue was in serious expression as he talk seriously to Sabrina. I feel my thoughts ruined and misinterpret the idea of him about me. I remember how Carx could curse recklessly about the bitch he was pointing all this time. I eager to take vengeance against him. But I was scared of my own downfall, like what happened for Istanio.

Rage is a powerful feeling, it knotted your inside, and flared your desire, making all feelings succumb to the burning madness. The elf, Justus, I trusted him, fucked him, gave him my all, and damn if I now feel like the stupidest male alive. *****