JULIAN'S POV.
I slammed the door open letting rage cloud every bit of my mind as I wrapped my hands tight around Sienna's wrist.
“Julian… please.“ She pleaded but I would not even search for any glint of tears or sorry in her eyes. I raised my shoulders eyes, increasing my pacing as I dragged her off — to the bedroom.
I felt my finger bore onto her skin, probably tearing her off but I failed to care, once I opened that bedroom door, I didn't think twice until I pushed her with aggressiveness onto the bed.
She failed just for a day outing — throwing herself off to men just as she pleased and just that act had cost me my contract. If only we were not distracted by the conflict outside, I would have bagged a contract deal with Mr Philips after enduring all the stench from his mouth.
