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64 | One Step Guide To Losing The Throne

I had forgotten how I was used to this feeling— to see her struggle against me, desperately trying to gain the upper hand

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I had forgotten how I was used to this feeling— to see her struggle against me, desperately trying to gain the upper hand.

"Let go." She sneered despite of the clamp of my hand over her mouth.

Her soft lips smashed against my palm made me want to feel them all over my body. She struggled. She was probably doing it on purpose. She knew what it did to me.

She fucking knew what that angry stare of those hypnotizing brown eyes did to me.

"What would your lover boy do if it was someone else? That's how he'll save you?"

Why the fuck won't she listen to anyone?

She thought this incapable excuse of her secret boyfriend would keep her safe. What a joke.

"I didn't know you were dumb enough to not know a simple fact that we are surrounded by enemies. Who the fuck allowed you to go out and look for whatever the hell that person is."

I was losing my shit. I swear I suddenly felt like handcuffing her to the bed again. What if something happened to her? I could fool myself all that I liked but entire Esztar knew she was my weakness. Everyone was in a cutthroat competition to get her to blackmail me. But she never learns from her mistakes, does she?

Now she was giving me the silent treatment. Amazing.

"When I ask you something, I fucking expect an answer, Vittoria." I slammed my palm over the craggy wall, her brave stance slowly begin to crumble now.

"Rafael." She whispered with her head low, trying to push me away. That only made me push her further into the wall, closing the little distance between us.

I cocked my head to the side with a victorious smirk, watching Harrison stand there and helplessly watch me so close to her.

See that, you asshole. Look how I still afffect her. You could never do that.

"Rafael, please." She cast an anxious look at her Harri with an 'i'.

"Say you're sorry and that you'll quit being reckless." I demanded.

I felt like a fool. What made me think she'd change now?

"Camila is one minute close to being devoid of your dick so move." She struggled again.

Silly girl.

"About her." I pressed myself more into her, feeling the slightest friction of her skin against mine. "I've left my interview halfway for your nonsense so let me tell you you're gonna be in a hell lot of trouble once we go home."

Two seconds later I regretted saying that.

Her fist crashed over my jaw and her elbow jabbed into my ribs and before I could even process any of it, I had my ass on the floor, groaning at the pain.

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