Boyfriend To Death Strade Mga Nobela at Kwento

Through the loud music, his ears caught a familiar voice, though it was faint. "You look so beautiful tonight, babe." Zayn's eyes widened at the scene before him. On a sofa in the corner of the room, a drunken Dave was shamelessly making out—not with just one, but with three different women. Zayn’s chest tightened, his fists clenched, and his heart pounded wildly. "Tch! Just as I thought—you really are an animal! My instincts were right all along," he growled. "I regret ever letting you near my sister."