Chapter 396: Beautiful Disaster
I went on a hunt and I spent five fucking hours in the wild, my mind making a blunting ss inside my head, at least I was able to set my beast free clawing inside of
to get out, but it did nothing to clear my thoughts, just temporary.
Am I in heat? From my calendar, I don’t think it’s ti yet so why does it feel like my body is trying to explode? Like an inferno was about to erupt deep inside of .
Maybe a cold shower will rid
of this internal heat, I have a clan to run and not getting drown on fucking green eyes. Fuck! Just thinking about them again is getting
frustrated.
The elevator sound broke
out of my thoughts and just in ti to see the door slide open. I stepped out needing nothing more than a freezing shower but I ca to a halt when I set my eyes on the foyer.
What the fuck?
??reewebηove??
The white fur rug covering most of the floor was shredded and the paintings on the wall costing more than thousands were ripped, the antiques shattered, the windows were cracked, and it was a miracle that my suite wasn’t on fire. This particular suite belonged personally to
with two guest rooms, a place only I had access to, the down floor was another suite but access was given.
I knew no doubt who did this and it got my blood boiling. I ran my hand through my raven hair. I have been occupied with work and haven’t actually co back up only to be greeted by this. What did she do... throw a fucking party? Or test her amateur artist skills on my property, or did she have so kind of witch training? Everything was a goddamn ss and I have never been so pissed to the point I felt like my head would fucking burst.
I feel like killing sothing even though I have channeled all that blood lust to hunting, but now it was like the past five hours in the wild never happened. And I’m marching to the place I can sll her, anger radiating off .
I heard a noise coming from the kitchen just at the left wing, and I made a turn sauntering towards that area into my broad kitchen, my spotless white fucking kitchen looked like a goddamn toddler have been here.
The recoiling sound of glass smashing against the Porcelain tiles echoed in the entire place, and there she is... wearing just a short maxi cream dress stopping just above her knees, as she walked around like an angel of destruction I noticed it hiked up as she did, exposing more of her pale silky thighs to tease .
Her strawberry blond hair was kept in a ssy bun, in a tangled ss but god help
does it look good on her.
But I’m igniting my anger because this little vixen is breaking glass like you would a paper, dropping them one after the other on the tiles, and I noticed she’s barefoot too, ignorant to the pieces lying around. Humming a tone as she went about her chaos.
Each sound of the glass colliding with the floor in a loud echo made
feel an annoying headache.
She caught sight of
from the corner of her eyes, there was a pause and then an irresistible smile found her lips.
"You’re back, honey" she taunt, my eyelid twitches. "Like what I did with the place?" she tilted her head to the side and pushed what I assud was a glass of salt to the floor and it smashed to pieces spilling the contents.
"What. The. Fuck. Are. You. Doing?" With each word, I ground my molars so hard I thought they would turn to ash. My words ca out calm even though I felt like my skin would crawl out and set on fire.
I feel like I will fucking set on fire.
"What does it look like?" She teased and this ti shifted the knife holder to the floor and the sound was even to make
wince.
She’s pushing it... and she doesn’t realize if she pushes
further I will rain hell, or maybe she knows, and that’s why she’s doing this, and to what end?
"Stop
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