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Chapter 2 | feelings?

ENZO P.O.V

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I hit the punching bag repeatedly in silence other than the chain holding it rattling. This is how I liked it. Alone, and in silence.

I don't know what I was feeling, I felt different.

It had been a week since I saw Emilia, we let her go and do her interview. Maybe she got the job.

I let my guard down, I should not be soft on her. I cant be soft on her, or anyone.

I sighed.

'You don't actually like her. It's just a moment of weakness.'

Is what I keep repeating to myself.

How did I manage to fall this obsessed when I met her once?

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VALEN P.O.V

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I tossed and turned, I hadn't gotten a good sleep in days. Something has been flooding my mind.

Or someone.

I got up, put my shirt on and grabbed my keys.

I got into my car, drives always helped me clear my mind. What Emilia makes me feel is fake. It's not real, and I don't like her either.

I am not obsessed.

I drove to one of our bases, where we had shooting ranges. I entered my key card and finger print then walked in.

I grabbed my favorite gun and started shooting.

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DAMIEN P.O.V

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I grabbed a book from our house library. I've never had complications while reading, until now. I can't think.

Who knew some little girl could have this much control over my mind?

God.

I walk out of the library and down to the basement. I open one of the cells and drag out a man.

Our enemy's didn't get simple death.

I placed him in a chair and grabbed my drill before I stabbed the drill into his arm.

Whatever I was feeling would pass, right?
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EMILIA P.O.V

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After my interview I waited for feedback, it had been a week. I constantly checked my email but hadn't heard back.

Something really weird happened on Monday, with them. I mean why did they suddenly have so much interest in me and now none?

I haven't spoken, heard, or seen them in weeks. And I was glad.

I don't like them, and they are rude, commanding, and jerks.

I stirred my tea, and then my phone rang. I ran over to it and checked.

I ran my eyes over the email and my heart jumped. I got the job! I pulled out my phone and called Stacy.

"What?"