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rushing down on me. The entire clubhouse held its breath, sensi

oden stairs, his heavy boots echoing like a ticking tim

tand my ground, refu

t, casting a suffocating shadow over me. He still carried the sharp scent of cold

wly from my face, shifting pa

All my clutter, all the deco

a "room makeover." This was the classic, undeniable behavior o

ous rumble that vibrated in his chest. He stood

Mrs. Wallace clear it out," I replied,

eached into his pocket, pulled out his phone

vy boxes of my belongings into a van at the back gate. The caption

h. She had perfectly twisted my "purging"

he wall railing. His eyes were bloodshot from the grueling ride and sheer fury. "O

ain pierced my heart. If he truly hated me, if he truly didn't care, why would he

ht now would be utterly useless.

ressive approach to break t

eyes, raised my hands, and gr

p warning, his large hand s

ignoring his lethal glare. With my free hand, I deftly undid the top three buttons of

His grip on my wrist loosened slightly, the blazing fi

he suite and toward the bathroom. "I'll have the kitchen prepare yo

efuse. I shoved him into the ba

anations were cheap. A cold war would only drive him further away. That l

up the landline and

s having tonight brought to the suite immediately. And a bottle of y

belonged to us, either he would c