Emanuel’s P.O.V.
“I don’t care what deal you have with them, Dad. Stop their girls from approaching me, and threaten the girls around me as if all the girls have only goal of seducing me.” I growled at my father, pacing to and fro in my room when he started talking about the deal he had with Holt family.
I had called him to confront not to listen to this crap.
I was so angry that I wanted to beat someone right now, but couldn’t.
The worst thing was that this place didn’t even have a gym.
“Carla told her family that the girl who went with in this competition has ulterior motives, and she always keeps on clinging to you all the time,” Dad replied to me in a grim tone.
I anticipated Carla to tattle something about me and Charlette, but this was blatant lie.
I laughed in a fit of rage.
