Twenty-five: If He isn't Killing Me with Anger, He Will Kill Me with Desire

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Sofia Andrew Think, Sofia. Just think. How did he get here? I'm going to kill someone, I swear. "Mr. Leffman!" Isaac exclaimed in shock when he saw Angel because he had no idea that I was the owner. "Hello," he greeted Isaac without taking his eyes off me, and I remained rooted in my seat. "I came here to talk to you." "With me?" Isaac asked in confusion. Angel didn't answer him and stepped closer to me. "You haven't answered me, Sofia. What are you doing here?" "I... I..." I looked at Isaac for help and Sandra, who didn't have any idea what to do as well. "What did you want to talk to me about, Mr. Leffman? How did you get here?" Isaac asked him, and that's what I want to know as well. "Because I can," Angel replied with a blank look on his face, and his eyes still remained on me.

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