HOW DARE YOU?!

“Musa, I… I have to go. I’m sorry.”

Marcus walked over and took the phone from my hand before I could end the call.

“Musa. A pleasure. But my lovely wife is tired. Don’t think of coming here to take her away. She is exactly where she belongs. This conversation is over.”

“Hunter, you listen to me—”

Musa didn't get the chance to complete his threatening words as Marcus turned and hurled the phone against the marble wall of the dining hall.

The phone exploded into a shower of plastic and glass, scattering everywhere.

I gasped, my eyes wide with shock.

A scream of pure rage tore from my throat.

I jumped up from my chair.

“What is wrong with you?!"

He turned back to me.

“You dare raise your voice at me?”

"That's my pho..."

He backhanded me across the face right there at the table.

The force snapped my head to the side, and I crashed into my chair, seeing stars.

Silverware clattered to the floor.

“MOMMY!”

Angel’s tiny scream pierced the ringing in my ears.