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He halted when he was near the door. He was thinking whether what he was about to do was appropriate. Why the hell was he so pissed again? He just wanted a taste of Heather but why was he acting like a jealous freak?
He angrily rakes his hand through his hair.
"Damn it to hell!" He cursed as he paced the corridor.
He wasn't possessive and jealous when he was still with Kristel. Maybe one reason was she dressed simply and even pretended to be timid so he was really shocked when he discovered she was cheating on him. Heather was different. She was aware that she was oozing with sex appeal and she was also so good in the art of flirting. He was clenching and unclenching his hands. A lot of images of what could the two be doing inside were playing in his head. Kevin might be kissing the tigress he had been fantasizing about. He could still feel and taste her soft and sweet lips. Thinking that another man was kissing her made him want to go ballistic. He leaned on the wall and
put his hands on his nape. He wanted to be violent but he needed to control himself. He couldn't just knock and beat up Kevin because that could cause more problem between him and Heather. He had to play it cool however furious he was. Then an idea came to him. He quickly walked back to the elevator.
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"Hon?" Heather called Kevin as she went out of her bedroom,
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