Chapter Forty-Six
NOORIE'S POV He slapped his palms against the flat surface of the large oak table. His eyes burned with fury as he jolted up from the chair, the chair fell down due to his power. He roared pushing away the China wares that sat on the table. I jolted back as the ceramics clattered on the floor breaking into pieces that flew around the tension filled room. I shook like a leaf in a storm on my seat, my legs almost turning jelly under me. He let out another angry roar and kicked the chair that had fallen. Tears burned my eyes. I choked looking at him. He had his lean muscular back turned against me, his muscles stiff against his shirt. A lone tear fell against my will as I trembled with fear. Noiselessly, I slipped out of the chair I sat, my heart beating like a conga drum. I wanted him to tu
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