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"I just went out with him once. At most, I won't go out with him alone." Riya didn't beg for Stefan's mercy but to bargain with him.
Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it. She already felt that Stefan's aura had completely cooled down, and she was overwhelmed.
He was like a mass of dense fog, strange, with lightning and thunder that could kill her at any time.
Perhaps because she was being pressured by him, Riya felt a little angry.
She said coldly, "Stefan, what do you want? I'm not your pet. I have the right to choose my lover."
"Do you have the right?"
Stefan's gloomy voice rang out above her head. He said through gritted teeth.
Riya was angry and annoyed.
She said, "I had it! Did I sell it to you? Or did I just label it as your personal? Why can I choose you only? Am I not worthy of being loved by other men?"
"They are not worthy."
Stefan gritted his teeth.
