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CHAPTER 14

Author: Valens Fiction
last update Last Updated: 2022-08-10 15:12:19
Astraea's POV

Like a raging storm, he entered and all the focus was shifted. He climbed the aisle with silent steps, but ironically his silence seemed of an infuriated wolf. The silent killer.

He took the only empty seat beside me and settled down. Ms. Brendon kept staring at him and so did he. But it didn't last long as Ms. Brendon backed away from the staring contest.

"Thank you, Ms. Kingston. You may take your seat."

I was literally confused on why she hasn't said anything to Zeus when he barged into the class like that. But that was the least of my worries.

From the corner of my eyes, I observed him. He simply played with the ring on his finger. My eyes moved through his figure. His black hoodies with black slacks made him look so dangerously hot. The same messy hair, like he just ran straight from his house after waking up.

I knew he could feel my gaze but he never, not even once looked at me. Sudden suffocation was burning through every pour of my heart in the desperation t
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