37.

Ivan’s POV

“I just asked you a fucking question, Ivan!” She yelled at me as I tried to make my way past her and she had the fucking nerve to also pull me back.

“Celine, you really don’t want to start this tonight and while you still need your life or pretty face, I’ll suggest you just leave me the fuck alone.” I growled and she was scared for a moment but she got over it.

“You don’t scare me, Ivan!” She yelled at me again, I clenched my fist as I tried to keep my anger at bay, “I have been waiting, waiting for you to get back but you’re so stuck on that bitch to even realize that I’m here for you.” She finished as she stood in front of me as if daring me to do something.

“Let it go, don’t get me angrier than I already am.” I sighed as I called to Optimus to tell my mood which he claimed to be of anger.

My eyes were red and if Celine doesn’t stop yelling at me because she thinks I can’t do anything to her because of her parents and mine then she’ll really have it coming in huge.

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