“Are you out of your mind, Olivia!?” Clayton's voice hissed with venom.
Olivia took one look at his face before instinctively taking a step back.
The last time she had seen him so consumed by rage was a long time ago. That memory surged back unexpectedly, reminding her that nothing is more terrifying than an enraged Clayton Bradford.
Now was not the right moment to provoke his anger with a response he surely wouldn't appreciate. Instead, her gaze shifted to the man sprawled on the floor. She leaned in, intending to check for signs of breath, but before her fingertips could reach him, Clayton gently grasped her arm, turning her to face him.
“What were you thinking, Olivia? Do you think you're a meat shield?” Clayton appeared calm on the surface, but his eyes, which seemed darker than u
