Chapter 77 I Want To Fuck Your Slut

• "Playing while excluding a mate?" His voice was hoarse as he kept walking into the room. Angel didn't seem intimidated by his intrusion and only sat back on his chair asserting his dominance through his posture.
• "Sparrow... You, you really weren't invited?" Antonio asked sarcasm filing his tone. Sparrow only gave him a glare before pushing out a seat to slump in.
• This wasn't supposed to happen, they were just supposed to play a game and go back to other engagements. What was this man doing here exactly? And why was his eye on me?