Chapter 67 Chapter 67

Alina’s POV

Standing up, a sharp, white-hot spike of agony detonates behind my eyes, and I instantly glare daggers at the arrogant scoundrel standing mere feet away.

“You didn’t have to release me like that, you jerk,” I hiss out. 

“Out of my room,” he says, his voice flat, and infuriatingly calm...

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