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Chapter Twenty-Three

Alexandra stares at Rapheal like he had grown an extra head or something for a while, her mouth suddenly felt dry. No one had made her feel so miserable in her life.

And how easily Raphael managed to do it, did upset her a lot. The fact he would always have the upper hand, made her sick. The truth of the matter was, she wasn't letting him go, without him getting a taste of his own medicine.

"How do you expect me to take my bath here?" She asks, sounding calm. Fully aware shouting wasn't going to lead her anywhere, rather was it helping matters.

"Is there any problem with that?" Raphael asks, sparing her a glance. Alexandra stares at him, for a while before helping herself on the couch.

She lets out a small hiss, using her both hands to support her cheeks and staring to the floor. She does this for some time, before finally looking up. She is greeted with the sight of Raphael who seemed engrossed with whatever he was

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