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Roman turned to see the man staring right back at Anaya. The two had their eyes locked. One was fearful while the other did not display any emotions. "J-Jonas," Anaya replied. Jonas smirked a little, "So you do remember me, huh? I thought you must be having the time of your life here and forgetting about the past. Glad to know that you still think of me." Anaya's heart trembled, "I-I don't think of you." "So now you speak as well?" Jonas said sarcastically, "I thought you wouldn't open that mouth for the rest of your life." Roman couldn't stand his way of talking to his mate. Anaya's eyes seemed to be glued to Jonas, so Roman broke their eye contact by standing in front of Anaya. "You are in my house, so I expect you to be more polite towards everyone here," he declared. Jona