Chapter 20 Chicken Alfredo

Deamon turned back to me. The air in the room grew thick as he walked slowly back to me.

“What was that?” I asked.

“You did not have to speak to her like that, Deamon. That was rude,” I said, quickly standing up from the couch.

“Rude?”

“Yes, rude. You told her you slept with her three times and...

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