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73: Weapon

Devon leaves his apartment after taking a long, cold shower. He needed to cool off after the shit morning he had. Everyone's intent on pissing him the fuck off, starting with that piece of shit Sam. He's been busting his balls about the fucking Browns. If someone utters that name to him again, he'll kick that person's teeth out.

But he's especially mad at Amelia.

Her nonchalance is what's killing him. How could she stay out all night and act normally? He was worried about her, and she didn't even have the decency to give him a genuine apology. He's just trying to correct his mistake and watch over her, but no, she still sees him as the bad guy.

Even after he told her what Aaron did.

And if she thinks he didn't notice her walking like her pussy was on fire, then she's a fucking idiot. He notices everything. Nothing escapes his attention. He imagines that fuck plunging into her. Did she moan his name? Did she cry out in pleasure? He feels like killing him. Or her. Or both.

He can't even
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