Vesperine gasped for air, her legs kicking slightly as she struggled in vain. Xara's fingers clamped around her neck with crushing force, her grip so tight it felt like she could snap Vesperine's spine without a moment's hesitation.
That was how furious she was!
Xara's eyes blazed with unfiltered rage. She was beyond furious—utterly humiliated and betrayed.
Who wouldn't be?
After all, this girl had used magic to manipulate her—twisting her emotions, making her act like a cheap slut in front of the man she loved... her beloved.
How dare she?
How dare this filthy thing do that to her?
If it weren't for the fact that her son had feelings for this girl—if not for his love—Xara would have ended her right then and there, snapped her neck and tossed her lifeless body like trash.
"How dare you use your disgusting magic on me, you filthy little bitch!!" Xara shouted, her voice echoing with rage.
