Time froze for a second as my hand slipped as I was started by the unexpected touch on my ass. As the droplets of wine hit the white tablecloth, my eyes met Damien's across the table.
I don't know how he understood what was happening, but he was next to me the next moment and the hand that groped me was no longer there.
When I turned around, I saw that Damien was holding the man by his hand. I could see his short legs tangling under him as Damien stood there with a stone-cold look on his face and I was sure that there was a quiet growl rumbling in his chest.
"You dare to touch what is mine... under my f*****g roof....when I f*****g invited you."
He talked in a low, quiet voice as the man's hand started to crack under pressure...
Mister Juniper was shaking so hard that I wouldn't be s
