Author's POV ~> That evening, Dylan stormed into his mansion angrily. He exchanged a few deep breaths, his face etched with rage. The sound of his footsteps echoed off the marble floors as he walked into his room. His assistant, Alex, trailed behind him, trying to keep up. Dylan took some items and threw them angrily, watching as it shattered on the floor, the sound echoing through the room. "Mr. Dylan, I think you should calm down and-" Alex muttered, his face filled with concern. "Get out!" Dylan bellowed, his voice like thunder. "Leave me alone!" Alex hesitated, but the look on Dylan's face was unmistakable. He backed away slowly and retreated from the room, closing the door behind him. Dylan's eyes scanned the room, his gaze landing on a vase on the coffee table. He snatched it up and hurled it against the wall, watching with grim satisfaction as it shattered into a hundred pieces. "How dare they," he muttered, his face red with rage. "How dare they make the movie w
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