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"I waited too long. You've started to lie."
She took a deep breath and turned to face him properly. Damon's hands were immediately on her shoulders and she raised her hands to hold them.
"My name is Annalisa Vivian Price. My husband is Damon Thomas Price."
"Stop lying baby. You know how much I hate lies."
Anna continued "Two days ago I proudly married a wonderful man..."
"Oh baby... no... don't say that. But if you did we'll get you a divorce. He can't force you to stay. You can come with me baby. Just like it's meant to be."
"I don't want to go anywhere. I'm staying with my husband."
"My poor poor baby... what has he done to you? You know you belong to me..."
"My wife belongs with ME. I'm her husband! You lost!"
"NEVER! Anna come here now!"
"No."
"Had he touched you baby? Has he... do you sleep in his bed?"
Damon was beyond furious with the monster before him. He motioned to Maxon who immediately stood beside them with Red as he stepped around Anna. Stopping only to place a soft kiss on her lips.
"Don't you fucking touch her!"
Damon started walking slowly towards him.
"Touch her? I'm her husband. I'm allowed to touch her."
Gregory looked as if his whole world had just caved in.
"Noooo" he loudly whispered "I don't believe you."
Damon's walk was that of a big cat stalking it's prey but Frazer still hadn't backed down.
"I've seen your branding."
"No! No! No! You've...."
"Oh yes. You're quite the artist."
"You fucking arsehole..."
"It's my wife's choice as to whether she wants to see a plastic surgeon but there's one..."
"You fucking spoiled her. She was pure!" His wild expression found Anna again "You fucking little bitch! You let this" he waved his hands towards Damon "touch you?"
Damon grinned wickedly "You known what brand I'll have the most pleasure seeing removed? Your name."
Gregory dropped to his knees with tears streaming down his face "Oh baby, you should have waited for me. Why baby? Why?"
"Because you're a perverted piece of fuck!" Damon swung and connected with Gregory's face with the back of his hand.
He fell backwards. One hit. Out cold
"Well fuck" Damon sounded disappointed "I wanted to at least hit him twice."
****** Not sure when I'll be updating now. It's after midnight here soooo goodnight xxx
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