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Chapter 57

Jacob’s POV

I am far from irritated. Something inside of me was swelling, and my hands are itching for violence just in order to proclaim what is mine.

But I am stopping myself. So hard that my claws are dug deep in my palms.

How can she kept on insisting to be close to that ‘friend’? I don’t care what he is in her life, I want her to stay away from that man!

And if she can’t then I have a lot of ways for that man to be out of my sight!

“Jacob!”

I hissed when she called my name and my feet automatically stopped on its own.

I didn’t bother to look at her, I’m agitated, and I will be more enraged if I hear another of her plea.

Two small hands grasped my closed fist and that contact almost made all of my inhibitions melt. Almost.

She gently urged for me to turn around, to face her. And my strength to resist is not that strong when it comes to this woman.

I’m mad, but blindly smitten. There is no more denying of that.

The moment I saw her face, I feel like everything around me