The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return
He just turned and walked back into the ward, disappearing through the doors without another word.
Bryan stepped forward and grabbed Devian's arm, pulling him back. "Not here," he muttered.
Devian shook him off but retreated a few steps, still glaring at me with undisguised hatred.
I bit my lip hard enough to taste copper.
Devian was so lucky. So fucking lucky that Grace and Anna had walked in when they did.
Then again, maybe I was the lucky one. If I'd thrown that punch…if I'd let my temper get the better of me, I could have been disqualified from my current competition. Assault charges, media scandal. All because of one satisfying moment of violence.