73. DIDN'T LISTEN

ARIANA'S POV

I finally gave up when I couldn't contain how weak I was and stepped back before finally slumping back against the longest sofa. I gripped my chest, panting hard, trying to catch my breath. I never expected this to happen. I took my actions too far. I mean, I was so furious, but what I am feeling right now is just extreme. I feel like I'm about to explode. I feel like I'm about to combust. I'm glad I did it anyway. I didn't give him any chance to do whatever he wanted to carry out. He seemed a little too suspicious, and there was no way I could believe him. How the hell would he just walk into my apartment with bodyguards and begin to tell me that he's trying to assess the entire place and make sure everything is safe? What the hell did he mean by that? I don't even want to think about it. I am so done and tired of him. Just like I have planned, my mind is made up, and I am never returning to his life. He's the worst piece of shit one can ever encounter, and I don't want