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Chapter 13- Who's Going To Stop Me?

Author: NIGHT OWL
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-11 16:49:14

ERIC’S POV

The moment Frank opened his mouth, I already knew the conversation was going to be bullshit.

He stood too close. Close enough that I didn’t even have to look up to feel the irritation rolling off him. His shoulders were stiff, jaw tight, eyes full of that cheap sense of superiority he wore like a second skin. I didn’t move. Didn’t flinch. I just waited, staring at him with the same lazy annoyance I saved for people who weren’t worth my time.

“Eric,” he said again, like he was trying to warm up before singing something dramatic. “We need to talk.”

I held his stare, let my smirk grow a little wider, a little more mocking.

“I heard you the first time ?” I said, voice low, lazy, like I couldn’t be bothered to care.

His jaw ticked.

Good.

I could already tell this wouldn’t go the way he wanted.

He glanced around quickly, checking to see if Tina or the others were watching. They weren’t. They were laughing, playing some stupid drinking game, too caught up in their perfect bubble t
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