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Chapter Fifty-three

Storm's POV

Noah pulled away and turned on the lights, I almost felt spirit jump out of my body, Amanda sat on our bed, with her legs crossed over. She had a snide smile on her face.

"Please don't stop on my account, I was enjoying the show." She said. What the hell is wrong with this woman, why can't she just leave us alone.

"I'm done with this, you have to leave." He walked to her and grabbed her by her arm forcefully. She struggled to free herself.

"Noah, stop it, you're hurting me." She whined. I have never seen such a needy bitch in my life.

"Good, that was my intention. Rainstorm, give me a minute, I need to take out the trash." Amanda gasped and he dragged her out of the room. I undressed and wiped off my makeup, Amanda had killed the mood for me already. I entered the bathroom and the shower before Noah returned..

I couldn't understand how she had gotten into the house. Had he given her a key? Was this how she was going to keep showing up at our house? I felt chills come over
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