IRENE'S POV
After putting so much time and effort into escaping, I had safely gotten to my hideout and was holed up in one of the many rooms of Alejandro's fortress. However, my f*****g problems just didn't know when to friggin end!
My laptop sat open in front of me, and I stared at the screen, watching a clip on repeat—Nicholas cuddling with Simone, whispering sweet nothings that made my blood boil. I could hear him say it clearly: "I love you, Simone."
"Ugh!" I growled, my hands clenched into fists, and before I could even think about it, I flung the laptop across the room. It crashed against the wall, and I felt a sense of satisfaction at the sound of it breaking. "When did my nephew become such a weakling? That's so pathetic to the point where I almost pity him." I muttered
