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Almyra's POV,

Kitara walked past me slowly but I scoffed loudly and rose up to my feet before pulling her back from her hair.

I threw her against the wall and she groaned weakly.

“Who the fuck did you think you are to walk in here?!” I hardened my jaw and pushed her against the wall harder.

She pulled me hand from her shoulder and I placed my hand on her chest this time.

“Do you have any idea where your hand is?” She kept pulling my hand off but all to no avail.

I guess she's just as weak physically like her spirit is.

My gaze met my hand and I saw my hand on her breast but I cared less.

I could feel her breast, wasn't she supposed to wear a brassiere?!

“Did you come here without brassiere to seduce him?” I twisted my face in disgust. “How stupid can you be than this?”

She scoffed and pushed me but I regained my stance after stumbling backward.

“What the fuck are you gonna do about that?” She smoothened her hair with her tiny hand.

Her walked up to her and slammed my hand on the wall.
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