There was heavy pandemonium at the villa and I paced up and down pondering over what to do at the time to stop my husband from hurting her. I was as confused as everyone who scuttled for safety.
But there was no stopping him. Brian had already started biting her flesh, especially her arm and, all the security held him away from biting further.
He wouldn’t let go. His fingers were still clenched on her throat. At the moment, he portrayed a beast, considering his bloodied mouth and constant, angry groaning.
When I stared around, I could see Fanny had fled into his room and stared out through his window; that was the best anybody could do right now, because Brian had unleashed his seasonal violence on Opula. I have only put myself in the shoes of Opula right now, and since I stayed in the
