Anya’s POVI turned sharply, my phone nearly slipping from my hand. Kennedy stood a few feet away, his jaw clenched, eyes bloodshot. His expensive suit was slightly rumpled, and the smell of alcohol hit me before he even moved closer. His smile—if it could be called that—was sharp and cruel.“It’s none of your business,” I said, though my voice trembled a little.He took a step forward. “It is my business,” he said, his tone low and dangerous. “You’re my fiancée now. Or did you forget that already?”Before I could respond, he grabbed my wrist hard. His fingers dug into my skin, and I winced. “Let go,” I snapped, trying to pull away, but he didn’t.“Forget whoever it is,” he hissed. “You belong to me now.”I shook my head, my voice rising. “I don’t belong to anyone!”That made him angrier. His grip tightened, and in one fast movement, he shoved me back against the wall. The sound echoed, and I gasped as pain shot through my shoulder. His face was inches from mine now, his breath reekin
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