Angry

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Lord Emerson’s POV I was bored by what was being displayed on the stage. I was starting to regret why I didn't just go back home after the meeting. I could have just lay my head on my bed and taken a nap rather than watching this boring play. The DOM and sub didn’t have good acting skills, which made me wonder if this was actually their first time. While I was forcing myself to watch what was before me, I felt something, it felt like someone was watching me, and I was compelled to turn around and that was when my eyes met with that of a familiar set of sea — blue eyes. The moment our eyes met I became glued to it, and instantly I recognized who it was despite the person being masked. She was staring at me, stunned, but that was not what only got my attention. I noticed the arm of a guy w

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