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He stormed into the room, his gray eyes narrowing as he saw the faint trace of a fingerprint on her face. Fury flashed across his face, and he demanded, "Who the fuck did this to you?!"

She hesitated, aware of his explosive temper and scared that he might turn on her if she told him that his so called girlfriend, Davina had slapped her for mistakenly dropping a glass. "Nobody, just an accident." she replied, attempting to downplay the situation.

A humorless laugh escaped Neil's lips, his gray eyes ablaze with anger. "Nobody? You think I'll let someone get away with hurting you? Tell me, Harrison, or I swear I'll make it my mission to punish every single person in this goddamn building." 

Knowing he never gave empty threats, Mia opened her mouth and whispered, "It-it was your girlfriend..."

Few minutes later, Mia was astonished to witness what he did to his girlfriend for daring to hit her. 

"Nobody dares lay a filthy hand on something that is mine. Mia Harrison is not my lover, but she is my woman." 

Meet Neil Wayner, a famous soldier on a secret mission and a successful CEO, with a temper that could burn the world. Love, marriage, he doesn't believe in such things. But when she slowly began to slip her way into his life, he claimed her as his woman. 

On the other hand, meet Mia Harrison a girl from a poor town studying Journalism in an expensive university with dreams of making it big someday, but when she met Neil Wayner, who is on a secret mission in the University she studies in, things took a turn in Mia's life. 

Witness the roller coaster romance between a raging devil and a beautiful angel.

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Note: Mature Content. No Rape.

Loving The Temperamental Adonis

"Um, no..." She trailed off feeling even more uneasy at the fact that they were treating her like the guest instead of the other way round.

Mia sipped the coffee to keep herself from asking them why they'd decided to come to her, she knew it had something to do with Neil but she didn't want to ask them first. However, the longer they sat in silent, the more anxious and uneasy she was. Few minutes passed and none of them spoke as they were slowly sipping their coffees as well as if to prolong their visit. The room was so silent if a feather were to fall it would make a noise.

She searched for a conversation to fill the awkwardness in the room, and then she remembered the last news she'd heard of the Thompson's family weeks ago and decided to say, "I heard you left the military, Mr. Thompson because of your father's passing, my condolences by the way."

His message