THE RIVALARY

“I want you to stay the fuck off Ana!” Jordan said in a faint but a hilarious echo that drew the both of them into obfuscation.

“Excuse me?” Mr De’Luka spoke with disbelief after recovering from the shock.

Actually, he had not recovered from it. Just like his wife, he was thinking that he perhaps did not hear Jordan right the first time. The foolish man had no grounds whatsoever to even hint they stayed from their adopted daughter, not to talk of acting all serious like he meant it.

“Speak up, young man! What did you just say?” Mrs De’Luka added.

“You heard me loud and clear. I want both of your faces as far from Ana as possible until she asks to see you. Not even your useless bodyguards should stick their noses around unless you want to sacrifice them.” Jordan emphasized.

“You can not just do any of that young man. Ana is our daughter. It is you who needs to get your pathetic self from this place and disappear into thin air if you can. You are digging your own grave with your hauteur
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