"That was..." I stutter. "Nothing."
"Didn't look like nothing to me." Damien grits his teeth. "He had you nailed on the wall. Strangling the life out of you."
"We just had a little... misunderstanding."
"About what?"
"He was jealous!" I lie. "He was jealous that I was making out with his boss in my office."
"And that justifies his violence and abuse?" He huffs. "He's your fùcking ex. He has no right being fùcking jealous!"
"Brandon has always been the jealous type."
"It's about time someone teaches him how to control that jealousy, don't you think?"
"What do you mean?"
"You are my wife, Dani." He smirks. "You seriously don't think I would let anyone get away with attacking you, do you?"
"Whatever you're planning to do, please don't do it."
"Why?"
"Because it will do more harm t
