Harry entered the mansion with a headache. Unfortunately, today (Y/N)’s father had killed one of his right hand man’s man. Harry’s rage was visible on his face. As he made his way through the house, (Y/N)’s voice made him stop and turn back. She walked out of the kitchen with a warm smile on her face but he remained still with a stoic expression. What do you want? He asked in a harsh tone.
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