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Morgan's POV: I slammed my phone down on the table. Dante. What did he even want this time?! Why can't he just take a hint?! I think I'll have to get a restraining order for him soon. Or maybe, I'll just go through with my original plans. A smile made its way on my lips and I faced my computer screen. Soon, I won't have to see him ever again. The door to my office suddenly burst open. I looked up to see my father storming his way in "What have you done?!" My father roared as soon as he bursted into my office with Sabrina trailing behind him. I shot to my feet, taking in his features. "Daddy please..." She started but was immediately cut off with a wave of his hand. Our father's eyes were focused solely on me. And oh boy did he look pissed as hell. "What were you thinking?!" He roa

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