This chapter is dedicated to jennyvergara. Hi Jenny, thanks for the golden ticket love. I luv u ╰(＾3＾)╯
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Two feet paddled on the marble floor as quickly as he could down to the lab.
"Master Osvaldo you called," Barnaby said calmly, staring at the man with ripped clothes already. His black hair flowed down to his back.
He looked wild, like his usual form even if he was far from being mad this time. Osvaldo couldn't forgive himself.
Not when he has woken up to hurting the one woman he cares about the most. He had hurt his penguin again. And this time, she looked so terrified of him. She was scared, he had seen it in her eyes.
Osvaldo gritted his teeth at his thoughts. He didn't mean to hurt her, he would never hurt her. He could never destroy the only thing that entertains him.
He was burning.
