CLASH OF CLANS
Sylvester stared at his phone, Emily stared at her tablet. She had just shared a link to an article that had video evidence of her husband assaulting her brother.
As she looked up from the wide screen, she caught the smile on his face.
“You know this article doesn’t paint you in the best light, right?” she asked, but with a hint of pride on her gleaming face.
“That’s where it’s more effective. Now, they know even more, not to mess with you because I will bash their face in even more,” he smirked dangerously, and Emily felt a shockwave pass through her from her feet, chilling her spine and up to her brain.
The shock left her in a daze.
Wasn’t this what she always wanted? A man. A true man. One who would protect her. One who would stand by her and be her rock, pummeling
