Chapter 192

  ELORA'S POV

  I wanted to slap him.

  No, scratch that, I wanted to destroy something. His desk. His perfect glass office. His smug, entitled face. I backed away from him, every nerve in my body lit with fury. "You're unbelievable. You think this is a game?"

  Rowen didn't flinch. He just stood th...

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