(Sebastian’s POV)
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She was trying to get her hand free from mine. It had only made me tightened my hold on her wrist. Not caring others were looking at us, I had forced her to follow me to have our little private talk.
Honestly, I was not even sure on what I wanted to talk about. For sure, I just hated seeing that man touching Akira like as if they were an item.
“Sebastian, stop. What are you doing?” she made me stop walking to face her.
“We need to talk”
“Like now? What is it about now? It’s the weekend and I’m not working. We can talk about work on Monday”
“No!”
“Sebastian, it is your son’s birthday party”
I walked closer to her and towered her height. With gritted teeth I said in anger, “I said we need to talk”
Not waiting for her to response, I continued to pull her wrist to
