Behind the Billionaire's mask!

Chapter 12

Victoria's POV

I stormed into my house, my anger boiling over like a pot left unattended.

With a sweep of my arm, I sent the vase on the living room coffee table crashing to the floor. The sound of shattering glass was music to my ears. I kicked the couch cushions, sending them flying. The pillows burst open, spewing feathers everywhere.

I tore through the rooms, destroying everything in my path. Pictures frames shattered, books ripped from shelves, curtains torn from their rods. The sound of breaking glass and splintering wood fueled my rage.

Breathless, I stood amidst the chaos, surveying the destruction. The...