Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Tyrone sneered, “I should be the one asking that question. What are you doing? Didn’t Mr. Fowler tell you not to look for Sabrina again?”

Rita clenched her jaw and pursed her Lips.

Feeling uncomfortable, Sabrina sensed something was wrong with her.

As Tyrone dragged her out of the room, Sabrina took her bag with her before walking out.

Rita attempted to stop Sabrina from leaving, but her efforts were in vain. She muttered a curse under her breath.

She hadn’t anticipated Tyrone’s timely arrival, which had ruined her plan.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

bottle from her pocket and examined it. The writing on the bottle indicated that it was an aphrodisiac. She snorted at the irony.

strode ahead. A palpable frustration emanated

to quicken her pace,

his hand and

her coldly and then slowed

awkwardly, Sabrina asked, “When did

just got off the plane,” Tyrone responded in a

did you

and glanced

have settled the deal with

voice, “I was trying to

“It’s too late.”