Krystalina ~
"Bradford, I said leave my wife."
His voice. It was calm but I understood the edge. f**k. I tried to remove my hand from Johnathan's grasp but he tightened his grip around my wrist.
I look at him, my brows pulling together. The f**k is wrong with him. Why isn't he leaving my hand? Does he have a death wish.
He made both of us turn around and there stood my husband with a clenched jaw and rash all over his neck, his ears now red.
"She came here for me, I am not leaving her until she has reached home safe and sound..." Johnathan spoke.
My eyes widened, why the f**k he would say that? Does he think I am not safe with my husband?
My husband smirked, cruel , cold and dark. I gulped. "You think I would hurt my wife..." No he won't. I like the way he physically hurts me
