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“Tch-” Ciaran clicked his tongue in annoyance as he looked at the dark angels entering in his place. Well, not exactly his place but it is his place temporarily until the virus falls in his hands. Maybe he shouldn’t have killed that bastard but he couldn’t stop himself.
That motherfucker was touching his woman. His Maya. The only woman he ever loved. She belongs to him. He himself didn’t dare to touch her yet that bastard had the audacity to touch her. He noticed how excited that bastard was feeling when he was thrashing her around. He was sure that he would have done something, if he didn’t come to check up on her. After all, Maya was beautiful and she was the only he ever loved.
