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Anger

Trigger warning.

Author's Pov

"FUCK!" Abramo yells furiously. His body was on fire, eyes red, veins popping out due to the anger.

He took all the papers from his desk and shove them away. His men gulped from fear, their boss was angry and it was not good. They have never seen him this angry, the only time they did was when Amelia was kidnapped and now again, history is repeating itself.

"DO YOU FUCKING THINK THAT THIS EXCUSE WOULD MAKE ME FEEL ANY BETTER HUH?!" Abramo yells. He asked his men to track Amelia's necklace where a tracker was hidden, yet they couldn't do that. They said that the tracker is broken and they can't do anything.