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Chapter 6 Hate

Word Count: 1178    |    Released on: 04/12/2024

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c drowned out my voice, but I didn't care. I yelled again, louder this time, glaring at my boss, m

only his attitude matched his talent, maybe, just maybe, I could find some respect for

iggled beside me, eyes sparkling w

following her gaze. She was p

ie, and you've already caught a VIP!" she tease

... that arrogant billi

h it. This was no longer funny. My blood boiled, and I was on the verge of screaming, but I forced

the arena. "You're a loser! Booo!" The words felt almo

d, her voice tinged with worry. "T

to see. His eyes met mine, sharp and challenging. I stuck out my tongue in de

ntense gaze pierced me. I froze. The fight no longer matter

ring. The roundhouse kick that took down his opponent... it was like wa

the boxing match just yesterday,

im. He was drenched in sweat, his hair disheveled, but there was a raw magnetism to him that

tter in my chest-one

stay any longer," Hanni said, pulling me from the sc

he picture, busy with his own affairs, and for once, I relished the quiet.

asked, trying to ignore the

mess here, Thala. Your cousin convinced him not to invite you to their wedding..." She sighed,

manipulation alone. But I couldn't go back, not with her in the hous

ugh I could feel the lump in my throat. "I'

to hang up, Hanni a

ver up for you?" I asked, un

gleam in her eyes. "Mr. Atkinson left some important documents here. Could y

y me? Doesn't he have a

tonight!" she begged, pulling o

. I'll just drop it off. B

" Hanni hugged me befor

e last thing I wanted. But I had no choice. I arrived at the tower, feeling the weight of the documents and the heavy air

t I could feel her assessing me as I

e, "Mr. Atkinson is expecting you, Mis

g up there. My legs felt like jelly, but I

racing, but no one answered. After what felt like an eternity, the door finally opened-and

ndson's office is in his tower." She gave me a scathing look before muttering, "Don't be so s

hairman of Atkinson Industries-Alaric's grandmother! Mortif

nds shook as I rang the bell again. This time, Alaric answered, looki

tkinson," I said, my voice stra

pression unreadable

night," I muttered, my hear

" His voice stopped me.

walked away, my mind drifted again... and I found myself trapped

I hat

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