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Chapter 11   Noah Boulevard    “You're hurting me!” Bailey cried out as my nails suggested into her skin.   “What the hell do you think you're doing?”    She flinched.   “Leave me the hell alone, Noah!" She yanked my hand off, groaning as she rubbed her red arm. "What's wrong with coming over to my fiancé’s house? You've not been taking my calls or even texting me back, and now you're mad because I showed up unannounced?” She gritted.   I dragged my fingers through my hair, frustrated.   “And why the hell are you with Vivianne? Don't I deserve an explanation as your fiancée? Don't you think this is cheating?”   “Fuck that, Bailey!”   She flinched as I closed the distance between us, resisting the urge to grab her neck and twist it. God! I hate this woman so much.   “Have you forgotten your place in my life, Bailey?”   She blinked, her lips parted but no words came out.   “You are nothing but a cheap commodity used to seal the contract between