Sienna lifted her knee and made no further delay in kicking him where the sun doesn't shine. His growls of passion turned into grunts of pain. Azriel groaned and doubled over. A moment later, he looked up. "Fuck, Harrison," he hissed and shot her a death glare while covering his crotch with his hand. She would lie if she said the pain etched across his features didn't give her an odd satisfaction. Sienna smirked at him, satisfied with her work. He deserved it so very much. "Get out of my room," she turned around and spoke nonchalantly. Lifting her hand up, she wiped her lips, "and don't touch me ever again," she added venomously. She had hardly taken a few steps when she was yanked around by him. "What is wrong with you?" he asked, annoyed. His brows were almost knitted together. "What is wrong with me? What is wrong with you? Why did you mark me when you want Alyssia," she shot back angrily. Azriel ground his teeth in passive aggression. "You would have died if not for my
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