The Warlord's Defective Prize

The Price of Leaving

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The Price of Leaving

"Why did you leave without my permission?" He gritted. Voice sharp as a blade.

"I'm not obliged to take your permission," She snapped standing up straight, pushing his hand away. She glared him dead in the eyes as their noses almost touched.

She had to crane her neck to look at him while he hovered over her, peering down at her in rage.

"First, you barged into m...my house looking for Sybil and w.