ink-she just turned an

r hand touched th

lothes torn to shreds. Looking like th

back, glarin

ead, he walked to the bar, pulled out a bott

and the red creeping into his eyes

the door, Sabrina's

oody and unpredictable. Marrying someone li

ly, Sabrina? So your way out was cheating and running

er mind was a

wash the blood off her hands. Realizing she was a mess all ove

ooking the way she did. Glancing in the mirror at her s

inking, and now, below him, a puddle of thick blood had

hurt him. After wrestling with herself for a second, she grabb

er. More than half the bottle

t drinking anymore, this was full-blown

a hand to his wife too. The more she thought about it, the m

ly, "If a formal agreement is what you want, have your lawyer

zily against his forehead. The man was good-lo

a staring contest. Just as she was about to

out behind her. "Someone come. Lock Sabrina in the basement. N

and stood up, those polished dress shoes clicking ominousl

ith booze, and tilted her chin u

nst her cheek, his words cutting like ice. "I warned y

made Sabrina shiver-this

Bennett. No divorce? I'll make you famous-for

gh. "Keep going. Let's see how man

refusing to back off-bu

en walked in, nodded respectfully to Cassian,

nd glared daggers at him. Until the door slammed shu

ir again, his tall frame casting a

time, unmoving. The storm cloud