Anya's pov
I couldn't control the rage surging within me, the tips of my fingers itched with the need to grab and break something.
My claws threatened to come out ready to claw at that beastly girl's ugly face and rip at her neck ending her for good.
I grabbed the flower vase on the table and swung my arm throwing it against the wall, wincing at the satisfying sound of ceramics crashing against the wall and the broken pieces falling.
"Argh!" I kicked at the seat screaming with my fingers pulling at my hair, "That disgusting wench!"
My plan failed, it had failed woefully and Eros wouldn't even look at me.
I had put everything in place to make sure that she's wiped off the surface of the earth.
She and that miserable pig she calls her brother but the stupid rogues I hired just had m
