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Thirty seven

RAPHAEL BATISTA POV

She was staring at me, her eyes blown so wide I could see the swirls of green morphing together to form a symphony of spell-binding patterns. They had always been beautiful and calming, so why did I feel so much rage even as I gazed at her?

I clenched my fist, her words replaying over and over in my head...

"I really do want you but if I am going to have you, I want you all to myself. I do not share"

And that was after she'd leaned in to kiss him. She'd pressed her lips underneath his ear, she'd smiled at him, and she'd promised to protect him... Just the thought had my vision going hazy with rage. I wanted to rip my skin off my bones If only It Would get rid of how raw I felt...

"What the hell did you just call me" she asked, drawing my attention to her lips, the ones that she had used to touch Miguel. God damn it, her lips were mine...

I should have just killed the bastard. I could still taste the feeling of euphoria as I punched him over and over again... He
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