She cried for almost half an hours until her eyes were swollen red. There were deep scratch marks on the small of her back. I exactly knrw what kind of marks that were. But I also knew that no one ever touched her before me. So it meant?
Someone tried to fuck her?
Someone tried to touch my wife?
Fucking Scarlett Sebastian Cameron?
"It happened on the day of the party." She finally broke her words.
"The one at the club?"
"Hm."
I knew how difficult it was for her to confront to a demon like me. I cupped her face and made her look me in my eyes.
"I know Angel, you don't trust a demon like me with your feelings. But this demon will bring hell to your feet. Tell me who it was and I will serve you his head as my prayer!"
I don't know what got into me but like the idea of me being the first guy to touch her gave me fucking turn on, the idea of some other men trying to touch her wanted me to rip every man off near my love.
"He took me.. for the dance first.." She shivered while I rubbed her back to pass comfort. Every word of her made me feel guilty of not confessing my feelings to her on right time.
"Then he started saying things like that You are not a good person and he feels pity that You haven't touched me yet.." This motherfucker is going to pay for his sins. I will ruin him.
"I senses something was wrong and I was finding you everywhere.." she started panicking with her words.
"But I couldn't find you.. so I rushed to the bathroom so that.... I could be safe until you call me or something!"
She sobbed at her words.
"Satin, please don't cry else I will rip open every part of his body and serve it to my damn wolves!"
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Stringed by Hate
RomanceSCARLET MACKENZIE He was my death. Ruthless. Arrogant. Death. The more I saw him, the more I felt intimidating . He was the structure of Greek God with the heart of Satan. I highly doubt if he had heart. This was my husband. SEBESTIAN CAMERON. The...
