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Chapter 142

Noah:

I drove over to Jackson's pack, my only focus on Mirabel. It was a ten hours drive but I didn't give a fuck. I was tired of Roselyn's antics.

I needed to blow off steam and she was the only way I was able to do that these days.

"Fuck!" I hit my steering wheel in annoyance as I realized the stupid shit I had said to Roselyn out of anger.

God, I was pathetic. I needed to fix things but not before fucking this anger out of me.

I got to the border of the pack and called Mirabel to meet my at the hotel and an hour later, there was a knock at my hotel room door.

I padded straight to it and there she was, standing and peering up at me with those incredibly fucking sexy eyes.

"I thought we agreed no more of this, Noah;" she glared up at me, making my cock stand erect with those mesmerizing siren eyes of her.

"Yet you are here," I growled and pulled her in by her arms, closed the door behind her and backed her against the door and claimed her delicate wine coloured stained lips.

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