A fucking parasite

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"You really should learn how to knock before barging into an office." Reginald clipped, getting off Rachel as she struggled to get her belongings together. Her brows were pulled together in a tight knot as frustration coursed through her. She had planned to hand over the flash drive to Reginald but with the presence of Prince Ryker, she was stumped.

"Really?!" Ryker began coldly, lips twisted into a scowl. "Having fun time with a slut in your office, while your soon-to-be wife being neglected and maltreated isn’t a big deal right?"

Reginald frowned, anger marring his cold features. "I've told you before Ryker. Don't interfere in my business. And don't call her a slut."

“Baby, I’ll call you–” Rachel bowed and stormed away from the room before he could finish addressing her.

Blowing out a hot breath he lifted his cold gaze to meet Ryker's unwavering glare, heat flooded his being as anger grew inside him. He wondered why Ryker had been acting