67: Bound to Embrace

Rage’s POV

I can feel my hands slightly trembling. Fuck. Why does she have to hurt me over and over again? She's the only one who can hurt me like this. Only her. But why does she keep on hurting me?

Confused and pained, I followed her steps. I gently touched her arm once calling her name. She faced me with anger in her eyes. She violently removed the arm from my grasp.

"What? Didn't you hear me? I said, go out! Get out!"

"Why are you doing this to me?" I asked weakly.

She told me she'll visit me on my office. But he did not come. Worst, she was nowhere to be found. I'm very worried. I even ditched my meeting with a foreign supplier and canceled the rest of my appointments because I was busy searching for her for the last six fucking hours!

Then can I reach him like that? Kissing the bastard that was beaten up? She didn’t know how dark my vision was when I saw them in that position! For the first time in my life, I felt like I ca