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Chapter 50

PRANG!

The glass shattered against the wall. Mike threw it angrily. His eyes were red with intoxication, having gulped down almost two bottles of the golden-colored liquid. With his shirt only covering his back, Mike fell back on the sofa with his head up.

He was back at Christopher's Mension and had been making a mess since last night. The servants only peeked out from behind the walls, afraid to show their faces as they could be the target of the young master's wrath.

"Stop peeping at me!" scolded Mike with his eyes closed.

Not at the Villa and not at the mension. Every place felt unsafe to him, every corner like someone was stalking him. Mike hated that, whoever was behind all the terror he was receiving. Mike would make sure they died at his hands and drank their blood, the sad face and jet black mane that touched the nape of his neck had a piercing gaze, and the fine hair that grew along his jaw, the youngest son of Zaverio Christopher was devastated. It had only been two weeks s
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