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Dante:

I called Erica all night but she didn't pick any of my phone calls. They rang nonstop, only to end in a beep.

Arrgghh!

I pushed the papers that were on my desk in my room and they sailed to the floor gently but littered everywhere.

Fuck!

How could I have been so stupid?!

Damn you, Laura!

I was mad, raging, my fists were clenched tightly as anger ravaged my body.

I could barely contain myself and I found myself smashing my fist into the wall

Crash!

A neat hole formed and I could see the empty room on the other side. The debris littered the floor and my knuckles were bloodied and bruised.

I snarled and flexed my fingers. No pain could equate to the rage that I felt now.

I thought that I could just do away with Laura. After all, she wasn't pregnant for me. I owed her nothing, and the times in bed were simply for physical pleasure.

Now, she had this leverage.

I gritted my teeth angrily and knocked some things off my dressing table.

I heard glass smash and the room was suddenly fill
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