Angela got up, only to be whisked away by Damian to a corner. She struggled to break free from his hold on her wrist as he held her to him.
“Damian, let me go. You’re hurting me,” she spoke, but her plea fell onto deaf ears.
“What’s up with Freddie and you? Why does he follow you everywhere?” he growled, pulling her flush against his chest and holding onto her.
Angela placed her palms on his chest to push him away, but it was a futile attempt. He was made of steel. She should have known it by now. “I don’t know why he follows me around. He says he’s in love with me. He wants to marry me, I guess,” said Angela casually.
“I’ll deal with him, but if I see you encouraging him, it won’t be good for you, Angel. You’re mine, do you hear me?” he growled again, his face was red with fury.
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