LESLIE'S POVI was too stunned to react until Saint had Adam pressed to the wall, his hand moving from his arm to grip his throat.“What did you say to my wife? What did you fucking say to her?”Oh God, no!I rushed to them and tried to pry Saint's hands off him but of course, I couldn't do much. Saint tightened his hold and Adam spluttered, his eyes darted to me, pleading.“Saint, stop it please,” I pleaded. “If you don't stop, you're going to kill him. People are watching.”Saint's face hardened, his brown eyes appearing darker, almost black and my heart thumped faster. I have never seen him so angry, so out of control.My anxiety went through the roof when Adam's face turned white, his hands clawing weakly at Saint's hold.He will die. Oh God, he will die.“Saint, fucking stop it!” I yelled, not caring about the looks we were getting. I even saw someone recording but I couldn't be bothered at that moment.I had to stop him.Saint's eyes turned to me and I made use of his distractio
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