Chapter 22
TW: The subsequent chapters might contain, intense emotional conflict, aggression, rough s*x. Reader discretion advised. Please read with caution.
DAMON;
I am obsessed. f*****g, utterly obsessed with my girl, who thinks she would be getting married in about two weeks.
My hands were tight on the wheel as I drove, knuckles white against the leather.
Every time I blinked, I saw her face at the pool, wet hair clinging to her cheeks, that trembling lip she bites when she’s about to cry.
I scoffed as I recalled the deal Marcus and I made. I'd be damned to wait until Liv decides who she wanted. I definitely wasn't about to sit around and let her make a decision she'd most definitely regret later on.
She needs a Kingston? I'd give her a Kingston other than Marcus. Make the choi
