**Marcus POV**
Anger and rage surged within me as Cassandra confronted me about my missing boyfriend. Yes, I killed him, and I thought it might draw her closer to me. Watching her weep over a man who doesn’t appreciate her the way I do only fueled my frustration.
“Wasn’t I good-looking enough? Weren’t my skills in bed satisfactory? Why is she crying over a man when I am a hundred times greater than he could ever hope to be?” I fumed silently. It infuriates me that she continues to choose a loser like him over someone like me. Even now, I hated him for taking her attention away from me.
“Why are you crying? You should be grateful I eliminated him,” I stated firmly.
The pain in her eyes was undeniable as she slowly sank to her knees, screaming while tears streamed down her face. It fel
