DESMOND
I drove at an alarming speed towards Emily's home. For the first time in so long, I didn't care about losing composure. Rage was literally coursing through my veins like blood. For so long, she's been the one making the move, feeling smart but this time was a no. I was going to let loose for a bit.
My Porsche skidded as it stopped before her gate. And once the gatekeeper noticed me, he didn't even waste the next second giving me permission. I trotted almost immediately and came to an abrupt halt before her mansion. As I alighted, I didn't give the environment a glance. All I cared about was entering into the building and meeting the devil herself. But as I began walking, Marcus came forward with his accustomed stern expression. No doubt, he was planning to stop me but this time,
