HIS EX-LUNA HAS A SON
I felt dirty, violated, used, and sick even as screams came from the other side of the room, grabbing my attention.
I saw Jeremiah on top of Dominic, straddling him, raining down punch after punch, his fists coated in blood and his knuckles split.
Each punch landed with a sickening thud against Dominic’s face. Blood sprayed across the concrete floor, and some landed on Jeremiah’s face, but he didn’t stop.
“Stay the fuck away from my woman,” Jeremiah roared, his voice guttural and barely human.
Dominic tried to fight back under him with his arms flailing weakly, but it was fucking useless.