Chapter 133 ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-THREE

AIDEN

I gritted my teeth as he approached us.

‘What do you want?’ he asked.

Fucking bastard, he knows what I want. He is smiling because he thinks he is winning now; wait till I strike back.

‘You know what I want,’ I replied harshly.

He put his hands in his pockets. ‘I assure you, I have no fuck...

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