BLAINE
Fuck! f**k. f**k. f**k. f**k. f**k!
I stormed out of the room without saying anything. There was nothing to say. Nothing, at least, that wouldn’t have utterly terrified Malia. Nothing, that wouldn’t have screamed out what this girl did to me and my control.
Losing control was not an option, I reminded myself. In my line of business, it was never an option. Not in the Mafia and not in my legal company. Once you lose control, you bare your insides to be ripped out.
Because if the other person learned what brought you to lose control, they would use it against you. Giving control over. This is why someone like me always needs to show icy calm. Not react to anything or anyone. Like that, nobody would ever know what you thought. What you cared about.
And I needed to f*****g learn
