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The Pure Rage

As soon as Seana took Ezrene away from that hall, Ziven stepped forward to Asael who immediately downcasted his head, feeling him coming closer to him.

Ziven stood right in front of him and then gazed at his lowered head.

“Where were you?” Ziven asked him in his dreadfully calm voice but Asael exactly knew what this calmness actually meant, so he answered him with no further delay.

“I went to meet a friend of mine,” he replied, still looking down towards the floor and as soon as those words came out of his mouth, Asael felt an extremely violent and sharp hit on his face which tilted his head to his right.

Asael tightly fisted his palms, feeling Ziven slapping him as hard as he could but he didn't dare to even take his head upward because he knew he couldn't. He could not protest against him, at least not now.

“When I fucking warned you to take care of her then how fucking dared you to leave this house?” Ziven roared at him and then grabbed Asael's neck and clutched it extremely viole
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