Chapter 38: D*mn Him

JULIAN’S POV

Seeing those f*cking roses in my goddd*mn color made me more than f*cking p*ssed. Searing lava was running through my veins instead of blood and I needed to f*cking have a godd*mn word with who sent them. I figured it was the a**hole who thought he could have my motherf*cking girl. No one else would send something so d*mn insulting to me!

My breathing came out in harsh pants as I stormed to my personal gym. I grabbed the button panel of my button-down shirt and ripped it open, yanking it from my pants and slamming it onto the floor of my gym. F*ck this, f*ck HIM, f*ck everything! I wanted to yell; I wanted to punch a hole into a brick wall until my knuckles f*cking bled.