DOMINIC
Never had I met a girl in my damned life who had infuriated me to the breaking point of my patience, and I considered myself a patient man—by all means. To think I was blindsided to such a length, made my blood boil.
What kind of an i***t girl conceals information like that only to experience excruciating pain?
I was exceedingly tempted to shake her by the shoulders to extract whatever else she was hiding from me, but my temper made it all the more difficult to talk to her. However, in my conscience, I doubt very much whether I had any intention of physically hurting her.
It was a miracle in itself that I returned back to the mansion, unscathed, without so much a scratch on the Maserati, given the reckless way I drove. I stormed upstairs and into the gym on the third floor—avoi
