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Chapter twenty three.

SCAR'S POV.

Mate.

I feel my blood boil, but the fire isn't really coming from me,it's like it's been channelled into me from space.

KIll HER. CHOP HER. DICE HER. HOW DARE SHE TOUCH MATE. AND WHY THE FUCK IS HE SMILLING?

Yes, why the fuck is he smiling.

I forcefully pocket my phone, the last thing on my mind is if it cracked or not.

THAT BITCH.

Getting to them, I drag Austen by his sleeve, throwing him a glare. "Let's go."

"Uh ....." He looks down at me in surprise. His peering eyes helped in calming the anger which rise again the moment she opened her mouth.

"What about the tickets sir." Her eyelashes beat against her skin flirtatio

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