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Chapter 49

Author: Mirela
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DAVINA

My anger was about to consume me completely, and he was doing it to me. He was doing it while his expression remained calm, while his breathing was unchanged. How could he? My teeth were clenched, my heart pounding, the urge to put my hands on his thick neck and squeeze until he couldn't breathe anymore growing. His every word sounded like an insult.

"You have no right!" I shouted, my voice shaking with anger. "You can't make Gutemberg give up!"

He looked at me, smiling slightly, but his gaze was serious, impassive.

"Why?" he asked, arching an eyebrow, as if trying to understand my resistance. As if it were a game, something easy to solve.

Those words exploded in my mind before I could control them:

"Because he owes me!" My voice came out firm, but my anger didn't subside.

Midnight kept his gaze fixed on me, but didn't respond immediately. Instead, he let out a sigh, as if he were sharing a weight he'd been carrying for a while.

"That's not true, is it?" His voice became lower,
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