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11.

Amelia's POV

"Sorry, Mel. But the Don's girlfriend isn't leaving any sooner. Why are you so angry?" Vesper smirked, placing her hand on my shoulder.

My grip tightened on the glass cup in my hand. My blood boiled and I was almost erupting like a volcano, in fact I had erupted. The only thing left was to blow off.

Bianca