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Jealous Fire
Author: Pen_ed
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Aria

The message burned a hole in my chest the longer I stared at it. I could feel an uncontrollable anger rising as my blood boiled. Whoever this was, they weren’t just stealing from me; they were enjoying it. They were taunting me, turning my own life into a game. And I hated games I couldn’t control.

I couldn’t stand it anymore. I felt the sudden urge that I needed to do something. Anything to reclaim control of my business, and so I left the gala early, slipping out before the music stopped, anger pulsing through every step I took. The night air was cold, but it didn’t cool the fire racing under my skin.

The drive home was silent, and my mind was racing, just like the city lights that blurred past, but all I could hear was the echo of that message. ‘Closer than I think. How close could they possibly be?’

By the time I pulled into our driveway, the fury had settled in my chest like hot coal, and all I wanted was some silence, a glass of wine, and maybe five hours of sleep if I coul
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