Chapter 48 Game on, motherfucker

His hand was still clamped over my mouth when I shoved at his chest.

He removed it slowly but didn’t step back.

“Why are you here with Gal?” he demanded.

I swallowed, keeping my chin up even though my heart was slamming against my ribs, “that’s none of your business.”

His jaw flexed, “it i...

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