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had already begun to mold long shadows on the

venport craned his neck towards her direction and when his dark set of green orbs set

up, all the while showcasing the full view of his lean body and chiseled chest as he to

ill more than a blink, and when she had managed to push the feeling of

nce

shut with a hard bang and stayed still before turning to send her a sorry look which Ni

throat. "What did Isobe

ered, quite sure that he was waiting for a more det

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n doctor keeps snooping around my business I might have to change her." He sighed, raked a hand t

d a sincere apology, it was unlike Vincent to give one but th

er knuckles turned white and when she didn't move for almost a minute, Vin

int, her eyes had begun to turn red from the ang

erest. "Now make me dinner." He repeated, sounding it clear that he was

by, our third child—gone bec

b. And then he scoffed, a blank expression washing over his eyes. "Stop acting like you're the victim here. If you weren

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econd they did, she regretted it because now, his lips twisted

ng forward with indignation, and as he sp

fast and before she could blink, he grabbed ahold of her, slamming her against the nearest wall, so hard

't end

h, sending her back to the ground with tears streaming down both edges of her eyes but she d

her entire head to tilt backward. "Why do you always have to be a miserable little witch!" he cursed, slapping her across

pered, her vision blurr

y my orders, I'll force-feed you enough pills to kill you and then make your death look like the suicide of a selfish b

lity to speak, Nia nodde

ng room, and flung her face down onto the kitchen floor. "

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