Chapter 437: Raging Solution (2)

Not to mention it was like a freaking victory for him. 

Ariana who was so perfect that no one could find chinks in her armour, was staring at him with her face scrunched up in anger. And she was yelling —Fuck, he had to be the first one to make her yell like this right? 

Nicolai felt a surge of emotion in his heart as he feasted on her anger. 

"Are you angry about something, my sweet Pallas?" Nicolai provoked her. He wanted to see the same rage in her eyes as he held in his eyes earlier this morning. "Maybe it had something to do with the sight that you saw earlier right?" 

"Who the hell do you think that I would waste my emotions and energy on you," Ariana snarled as she picked up a cushion from the sofa and hurled it right at him. She wanted to hurt him, just as much as she was hurting. "You dumb fucking…argh!" 

Hi Satan, if possible —give him a little more time.