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“Get…out of here. My home.” Decker tried to drive him away. But he wasn’t in any position to make demands.
Carlos was possessed of a Legendary cruelty. He even outdid Yates when someone crossed the Line. ‘Why would my stupid sis fall for an a-hole like that?’ he thought to himself.
“Your home?” Carlos raised an eyebrow.
“What would Ivan say about that?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“I’ve got nothing to do with Ivan. Why would I care what he would say?”
Decker snapped. Indeed, he wasn’t lying because he hadn’t had any interactions with Ivan yet.
Carlos leaned against the closet and stared him down. In a cold voice, he said, “So, you’re another one of Debbie’s admirers?”
“Damn you!” Suddenly, Decker hurled a photo frtowards Carlos.
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Carlos swiftly dodged it without much effort as the photo frhit the closet and Landed on the floor.
He straightened his coat and glared at Decker.
“So, it seems like you have a death wish?”
Decker gnashed his teeth and stayed on the bed.
“Yeah, so killnow, if you have the balls.”
Much to his surprise, the defiant look in Decker’s eyes suddenly reminded Carlos of Debbie. This wounded man somewhat resembled Debbie, especially in terms of his personality. The most common quality would be their audacity to stand up to him.
Unfortunately for Decker, however, he wasn’t Debbie. Carlos might have excused this if it were Debbie, but he wasn’t going to let this man walk away after disrespecting him. He strode towards the bed and grabbed Decker’s arm, ruthlessly yanking him off the bed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Ahh!” A pained groan escaped Decker’s lips as the sharp pain shot through his arm the moment he fell to the floor.
“Damn you! Carlos, you pathetic wretch!’
Carlos stomped on his hand, possibly crushing a few bones, leaving behind an impression of his leather shoes.
“If you somehow manage to get out of this room alive, you win!” The cold look in his eyes suggested that he wasn’t joking.
“Aargh…you…” The searing pain from his hand was unbearable and
Decker let out a might wail in hopes of releasing spain. Carlos watched with a deadpan expression on his face as Decker writhed in agony.
Decker’s face was white as a sheet. Just as his vision faded and he was about to surrender himself to the arms of darkness, the loud shrill sound of Debbie screaming from the doorway kept him awake.
“Carlos!
What are you doing?”
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