Chapter 26 (Alexander's POV)

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Chapter 26

  Alexander's POV👑

Damn it, Becca! Answer the fucking call!

I raked my hairs frustratingly and refrain to throw my fucking phone out of rage.

"Trouble in Paradise baby bro"

The mocking voice of my cousin interrupted, pissing me off more.

Fucking Issac! Great!

"Get your fucking ass out of my house before I snap your good for nothing head bro"

I cracked my knuckle giving him a knowing look enough to remind him what I did to him last time.

He chuckles pissing me more.

"I guess I am not welcome anymor-Wait!"
He blocked my way.

"What?"I gritted out pushing him.

"Are you sure you don't want me to fuck her. Last time she initiated it and I refused only to play the gentleman card-owwfuck!!"

That punch hit square on his face.
I'll kill this asshole. I grabbed his collar pushing him against the floor.

"I'll fucking kill you if you as much as say something bad about her. Brother or not, I don't care"

I banged his head again against the floor.

He chuckles wincing in pain.

I knew that he was crushing over my girl but I very well knew that he was just courting her to get into her pants. That thought itself boils the rage within me and I banged his head before he pushes me off him.

I went to my room and slammed the door behind me. My cousin was always a dick. There was a time when I actually liked him but everything changed when he decided to go after what's mine. I did everything in my power to stop him. I even bad-mouthed about her so that he wouldn't go after her.

That was fucking lame, fucking stupid and fucking low of me and I regret it every fucking second.

Rage clouded my vision and I threw the punch against the wall. Another reason I stayed away from her for the past two years was that I knew she wouldn't like the dark side of me. She would have hated the person I was becoming.

Nevertheless, she ended up hating me and I can't redeem this fucking shit.

The fact that I lost her kills me from the inside. The right thing is to let her go but I am so selfish that I can't let go of her.

A notification popped up on my screen notifying me about her whereabouts.

Well. Its time to hit the club I guess.

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I weave my way through the fucking lame-ass dancing bodies to catch up to her. I know I shouldn't be doing what I am doing but I couldn't resist her, resist the pull especially when she is drunk and engrossed in her own dance to notice some asshole sticking to her back like a motherfucking parasite and trying to do whatnot. I pull him by his collar and threw punches at him until he blacked out.

She was oblivious to everything, enjoying her own dance. The music went louder and her moves got sexier. I couldn't help but grin when she leaned against me.

She's definitely drunk.
I smiled at the thought. If only she knew it was me, she would have kicked my balls.

Hold on. She has no idea it's me and she is grinding against some fucking stranger?

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