Chapter 22

At the last second, Damien rolled off the bed, hitting the ground with a this, wincing at the incessantly stinging pain in the process.

Angela saw Damien’s body disappear on the other side of the bed and saw red. She promised no one would lay hands on him and she'd be damned if she broke it.

Garth, the damn brute, had all his attention on getting to Damien so it was easy to hook the strap of her purse around his neck and flip him over.

He crashed into a pile of boxes just outside the room but before she could run to check on Damien, he was up and had a hand around the back of her neck.

Angela froze. She could tell he was strong but she was sure there was enough time. He wasn't only strong but fast? In the state he was in Damien was in trouble against this guy.

What the hell was going on?

She started to feel his hand squeezed around her neck, slow and steady. He wanted her to feel how strong he was as he slowly squeezed the life out of her.

She struggled, trying to swing her arms behi
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