Chapter 42 _____ The Late Night Guest

|| AZRAEL DE LUCA'S POV||

' I don't love him '

' Ryan was a miracle '

' I am going to get married soon! '

Her words kept reverberating inside my brain again and again until I felt sick inside. Maybe not physically but mentally, I was having war against strange emotions. I was nothing but an accident to her. She said them so confidently in front of those judges that it made me doubt herself. All the kisses we shared, didn't it mean anything to her?

The sound of my punches kept rising with the burning rage inside me. I was using this man's face as a punching bag. He fucking dared to send threat to Matteo who went to finalize a deal to represent me.

Whoever comes in my path should face death!

" Stop...Luca..you will kill him..", David warned me, pushing me away from the guy who was half dead. His face was probably bleeding, his nose broke from my hard punches. David continued in a growling voice, forcing me to sit and calm down,

" Don't vent your rage on him! He didn't make any big mista