Chapter 153

I held that ice-cold stare and tried to kill him with mine. There was no way I was going to give in until he gave me a reasonable answer. Even before that, I would never enter this room; he would have to force me to do so.

"Are you ready?" He wanted me to rip his head off. My mate also dared to ask that in annoyance, but I was already at 180, which couldn't have gone unnoticed by anyone.

I pulled myself together to stay on the ground, screaming at him wouldn't make it any better. So I asked as calmly as I could, "Tyrone, what's your problem? Is it your family? Are you becoming defensive because we've just been through the assassination attempt? Or what's the mistake? Am I the problem?" I deserved praise for not having an outburst and staying composed.

It was different with my mate because he took a step towards me and grabbed my chin. It was a little tight, but it didn't hurt yet. He knew exactly how to intimidate me, but I continued to glare at him.

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