GAVINI held my anger in until I had gotten to my office.“Damn you, Joe,” I screamed, punching my hands into my desk repeatedly until my fists broke and blood started flowing and smeared the desk.“Fuck!” I screamed again, wincing briefly from the pain in my fist.How was I so blind to his ambition and deceit?Just then, my door swung up, and a concerned-looking Joe rushed in, and my face hardened. “Gavin, are you okay? I heard your voice from the hallway.” Then his gaze dropped to my hands, and he pulled his brows together, and he stepped closer. “What have you done to yourself?”“If you know what's good for you,” I made my voice ice cold, “don't come any closer.”That made him stop, and his frown deepened. “Gavin, what happened in the director’s office that has made you this way?”Laughter bubbled up in my chest and burst out. “You are such an actor,” I commented. “You are in the wrong fucking profession.”“Come on, bro, you are scaring me,” Joe said, taking a tentative step forwar
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