Dylan Pov
Whatever I did was wrong. Totally wrong. I shouldn't have done that. How could I do that?
I just couldn't control myself. She was talking to someone and the way she spoke to the person in her phone was like as if she was trying to hide something.
I should've stopped myself. How could I do that?
I went to such extent of hurting my own mate. It was wrong of me totally wrong. Racking a hand throw my hair I inhaled deeply and sat on my chair. I sighed leaned against the headrest of the chair closing my eyes.
The scene where I gripped her neck tightly flashed before my eyes and I jerked up from my seat. Throwing the papers and everything that was in my desk I walked towards the glass window and leaned against it closing my eyes.
"It was wrong. So wrong of me" I muttered to mysel
