I can see my hands turning blue in anger.
I am not sure what Ajax is trying to accomplish, but I have an educated guess. He's going to marry Sarya to be the damn hero.
F. That.
He's needs to stop being selfless.
I sit back in my seat and ignore McFolas's dirty jokes to the group. I stare at the skinny witch, a smile on her face as she sips her wine. Ajax did something s****l to her, I know that. The woman looks like a cat who found the cream. The cameras were all around them, showing her hanging on his arm like a love-sick w***e. Ajax looked slightly pained, his handsome features set very rigidly.
I can feel my anger boil.
How could Ajax go so low? One minute he is hot for me, and the next minute he is frigid cold. I am not sure where Ajax went off too, but I can tell he has had a lo
