Aiden's POV“What do you think you are doing?” I whisper-shouted at her, my hands itching to strangle her.“What do you think I am doing?” She asks back, leaning on the wall, her hands crossed beneath her breast and her eyes looking suggestively at me.“I told you not to lay a hand on her,” I said with my teeth clenched, my hands folded in a tight ball. “Did you?” Came her reply, her head tilted slowly to the side with the corner of her lips lifted to the side.“Diana…”“Oh please Aiden. I didn’t touch her, or did I?” She smiled playfully, and I caught her red, shiny lip gloss.“I know you are behind what just happened,” I said in controlled rage.She looked at me, her lips restraining her laughter. “Prove it.” She said, bringing her hand to cover her lips with her brows lifted.Looking at her facial expression, I felt mad. She would be the only one apart from my parents to bring out the part of me, the extremely angered but helpless part of me.“Oh, Aiden.” She started placing her
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