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91. The One Where I Meet The Devil

"Why are you here?" I gritted out. "What you want?" Wrap your face in coldness, Kabir. Don't show anything to him.

"Kabir, long time no see," He leaned in his chair as if we were old acquaintance. "You're in my country. I should ask you the thing."

"Do you want me to call securities and kick you out?" I buried my hands in the arms of my chair to not stand up and choke him to death.

What a relish it would be to squeeze that life out of his mouth, hear him beg for his life like Alina begged him, see the dwindling breath, and glance at the cold skin.

No nightmare.

No pain.

"So eager." He wolfishly smiled. "I need some money."

"And I'm not thinking of opening charity anytime soon. Get out." I paid attention to my work, eluding from the fact of his figure sitting in front of me.

Kill him, Kabir.

He ripped your bookworm apart in pieces you couldn't see. He ripped her away from you. He made her scared of you. He took away your everything from you.

Show him the pain of what she was going thro
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