Chapter Fifty-Four. Mars.
Mars Point of View.
If I rip this b***h’s head off, it will not help our situation one little bit. I keep repeating to myself as she screams like a delusional Karen, causing a scene.
“Get in the car Max. Davina, strap him in please,” I smile at my mate, who is visually shaking.
This woman is not getting away with this s**t. Not when I am here.
I head across the road and stand in front of the woman folding my arms and staring down at her. She gulps and has the good sense to step backwards, fear now evident in her eyes, as she senses the danger she has put herself in. I will not touch her. I do not need to. I will just tell her, some stuff with the added inference of my Alpha Tone, which will terrify her.
“You will shut your f*****g mouth. My son has the
