Kane's pov
I bolt off to Amora's class and walk just a few steps before getting into the class. I reduce my pace so I won't look entirely bothered or worried.
"Stephanie, my office, now," I order sternly, and she slowly carries herself up like a goddess and walks towards my office.
"Have a seat," I say and walk over to mine while Amora stands at the corner, obviously panicking.
"Straight to the point, I need straightforward answers. Where did you get these photos from?" I ask, and she throws her hands up like I was speaking gibberish.
Impatience and rage merge up in my bloodstream as I slam the table and lean closer to her, causing her to move further away in fear.
"I will not repeat myself after now. Where did you get these pictures from?" I snarl and retract a bit.
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