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Chaotic

"Listen to me carefully. Your red card is with me, Mr. Florenso. Now you'd better get those bastards out of here. I'm sick of seeing your faces."

Axe ended his sentence by taking a step towards me. As soon as I saw the two men leave, I saw the shaved head limping away. He immediately squatted down in front of me. Giving me a look full of guilt.

Not wanting to see it, I immediately looked away. My heart feels squeezed every time I remember that Axe was the one who brought me to a place like this.

"Look at me."

He cupped my face lightly. His look of regret was obvious. Is what I'm seeing true? Why does my heart refuse to believe it. If Axe cared about me, he wouldn't have chosen this way to punish me in the first place.

"Why did you let them touch you?"

What exactly was in Axe's head? He expected me to fight back and get hit more, is that it?

I really don't understand what he wants. If he wanted to hurt me. He could do it directly. Didn't I often put up wit
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