I held her close as we made our way through the streets of the city, neither of us saying a word. When we reached the apartment, I kept her behind me as we approached the door.
I didn't bother ringing the bell just banged my fist on the door. A very disheveled and red-faced Marion answered the door.
“You…" she started as soon as she saw me standing there with Kitten hidden protectively behind me. I pushed past her and entered, closing the door behind me.
“Go get your stuff, baby, make sure you get everything okay."
“You can't just waltz in here like this; I want you and your little b***h out of here...."
“QUIET! Don't forget who owns this place." I waited until Kitten was out of earshot before bending and glaring into her face, barely holding onto my famous temper.
“The only reason I
