Chapter Ninety Eight: The Beginning of the End
Donkor leaped to his feet. "Who drove me into this mess I am in? Wasn't it you? Didn't I heed your suggestions? Would I have gotten into this mess if I hadn't bidded Layla to Alpha Malachi? It was all your fault."
Vicky scoffed. "Don't make me laugh. You are incapable as a man. You are a failure as a human. A complete waste of creation. Your mother ought to have euthanized you as a child. She should have aborted your pregnancy when you were a foetus. You are just a nuisance to everyone around you. Completely useless!"
"I won't allow you too to talk down on me."
"You're no different from the ground. All you're good for is being looked down on, talked down on, and walked over."
"Vicky," Donkor warned, his demeanor cold.
"I don't care how you want to do it, Donkor. You must return my stolen golds."
Vicky spun around to leave the room.
"I will put an end to our worthless lives together," Donkor murmured under his breath, his balled fists shaking at his sides.
He leaped at Vicky and
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