"Life's a journey, to find the people weird like you"~Atticus Third person POVAnger.Pure raw undescribable anger is what Alessandro was feeling at the moment. He was sitting at the edge of the bed, the very bed where he had left his beautiful Valentina in the morning breathless and flustered.His knuckles were bleeding profusely, the reason behind it could be seen around him. He had turned the room upside down, he punched, tore and destroyed anything and everything he could get his hands on.The only thing that calmed him a bit was the duvet in his bloody hands, the white duvet that smelled like her, he brought it near his nose and inhaled the lingering sweet scent of his woman that gave him a sense of clarity.He could vividly remember her heaving chest, her ro
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