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William was going to beat the shit out of me. He knew what happened.
It was written all over his face.
I knew it would happen but I was hoping that he'd atleast let me complete my daily routine of a hundered laps. But he didn't.
He dived inside the pool with his clothes and caught up with me, real fast.
Right now, he was beating the shit out of me.
My lips were probably bleeding because I tasted metal, my eyes were swollen because they weren't opening properly.
Fuck, it hurts.
William was showing no mercy either. His punches kept crushing my face.
Ugh, I would look freaking ugly when I first fucked Anya.
"You fucking punk, tell me where the fuck Connor is?" He gritted out, his hand around my neck, face near mine, eyes blazing.
"I have no clue. I just don't know" I lied. I was good at it. Fibbing
He was resigning. I could feel his grip on my neck loosening.
"I hope you had fun. Salivating over my fiance's videos" He hissed in my face. Oh he still didn't know that I didn't need to hack his pc to get a front view of their fucking sessions.
I could do it anytime anywhere.
"You're a pervert who recorded his fiance without her knowledge, I on the other hand gave her a reality check of what she was dealing with" I said with whatever strength that was left in my body.
"Where the fuck is she now?" He asked
"Connor booked a ticket for her to London. She's probably on board right now. But seriously William leave her alone" I answered. I just needed him to take his search operation to London so we could use that time to get Anya under control.
"If I find out that Connor has taken her somewhere else, I would skin you both alive." He said as his grip once again tightened around my neck before throwing me back in the pool.
Fuck, that was close.
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