Adam's blood boiled with an uncontrollable rage as he stormed into his house, his footsteps echoing through the empty halls like thunder. Everything in him was shaking. The mere thought of Ayana being in another man's house sent waves of fury coursing through his veins, igniting a firestorm of possessiveness and jealousy within him. How dare she choose another man over him? How dare she find comfort and solace in someone else's arms?
“That f*****g son of a b***h!” He slammed his car key and his phone on the seat, his shaky hands massaging his head in an attempt to calm his demons down. But the fire burning within him was so savage, unable to be soothed. “I almost had her, for f**k’s sake! My plan had perfectly worked. If it weren’t for that, who even is this snoopy, ugly-fugly dog, huh?”
