Daemon's POV
Fuck it!
Cursing I kept smashing the flower vases on the wall, yanking down the wall lighting, and having them pieces on the floor.
I punched the wall hard, growling in the process, my head feels like it is pulling away. This is just not me... Why can't I just have her? Why does having her seem hard to accomplish?
Ahh! I stamped hard on the lighting candles on the floor, causing them to break into two slides. Holding the chairs there, I continued damaging and shattering everything in anger till Sam rushed and held me from behind.
"So tell me why Kian is here instead of the wife?" Sam demanded, yelling while paying deaf ears as if he didn't hear when I said that I wanted to be left alone. "And what did he mean by business discussion, I thought that you invi
