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Chapter 39: My pet is bleeding
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Damon’s pov"Oh yeah, Damon,before I leave, make sure to clean up the wound and change the bandage. And also…" Kendrick said as he turned to leave."Yeah, yeah, whatever," I cut him off, taking a sip of my wine."You annoying punk. Let's see how you'll call me back," he said, pouting his face."Ahhh… nice," I exhaled deeply as the red wine went down my throat."Damon,yes, bring back your maid. Your home looks empty," he said with a brow raised. I threw the glass cup directly at him; with a reflex move, he dodged it and the cup shattered, broken on the ground."Shit! What the fuck, Damon,stop this shitty play. Alright, alright, I'm leaving," he said, and with that, he left. I could hear the unique sound of my Bentley's engine as he drove off.I sighed deeply, stretching my hand. "Argh," I grunted,I had forgotten I had a back injury.Just then, a buzzing phone on the couch caught my attention. Staring at the caller ID, it was the board of directors. I hadn't seen them in a long while.I
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