Chapter 270

Steel’s POV

As I waited for my father to arrive at the penthouse, I could feel the rage and frustration continuing to build inside of me. I knew with every moment that was passing the further away Isabelle was getting from me.

“Fuck!” I shouted as I picked up a nearby vase and threw it against the wall.

The moment it hit the wall it shattered into pieces. They all fell to the ground but I felt little satisfaction from it. I needed more, I needed a release to let all these negative feelings out so that I could think clearly.

Before I could even talk myself down, I was throwing anything I could against the walls. It was loud and chaotic but I didn’t give a single fuck. By the time I was done, my place looked like a tornado had run right through it and my father stood in the doorway, watching me without any expression on his face.

“Are you done?” He asked as he began walking closer to me.

“Or is the hallway the safest option still?”

“I’m