His Little Hunter
I yelled, slamming my palms onto his desk hard enough to make the pen holder rattle.
“Damien, security footage showed Allison walking out on her own. This isn’t Gerald’s fault,” Dr. Miyuki defended instantly, her hand resting intimately on his shoulder.
He shot her a sideways glance, his gaze softening as he placed his large hand over hers. It was a tender, intimate moment between lovers, and the sight of it was gasoline on the bonfire burning in my chest.
“Like hell it isn’t! She’s your ward, and she was critically injured. You should’ve been watching her,” I snapped, my voice dripping with venom. “But let me guess, you were too busy playing house with your mistress to pay attention to anyt
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