Chapter 132

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Damon I know he is trying to f**k with my head, and it's working. That fucker had the balls to kiss my woman? Is he f*****g serious? Groaning loudly, I lunged the whiskey call across the room, shattering the glass and messing up the floor. Alejandro walked out of the torture room and halted his step when he saw me pacing the room. "Boss man?" my angry gaze met his. "I know you're jealous and angry, but I think you need to rein again to temperance because if you walk in there like this, you'll end up shooting his skull." "I do not see anything wrong with that!" I snapped. "For putting those godforsaken lips on Camilla, he deserves a f*****g bullet to his head!" Why in heaven's name did she hide this from me? What? She thinks I wouldn't find out? Is that it? "Boss man, seriously you n

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