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CHAPTER 12

AMELIA LEAL

With my fist clenched, I punch the steering wheel of the car, imagining the face of Henrico Zattani, my sister's ex-husband and enemy of my family.

He kissed me.

The cheeky brazen had the audacity to KISS me!

When the dark eyes finished threatening me earlier, many violent eyes formed in the head, but none of them went with our lips pressed together. So when my rationality returned to my body I tried to wriggle out of his grip at all costs, pushing him away.

When I finally managed to pull away and slap his face, I wished with all my might that my hand would gain more weight, thus getting the five"finger mark on the skin of his face for several days.

Car horns fill my ears and I force myself to focus on the road, returning my attention to the present.

Mine is still pounding memories with the memories, instead of oxygen it's my anger that's inflaming my lungs and driving me back home.

I hated your kiss. I hated it so much, it tastes like mint.

"That son of...

Argh!

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