Chapter 73. Making Demand

“Let me go,” I growled at him. But his grip tightened, and I knew he had no intention of letting me go.

“You and I have so much to talk about,” he snapped angrily. I had never seen Damien react like this before. He had always been calm, never snapping unless it was important—and I knew exactly what had set him off.

“Lucas wouldn’t want me talking to you,” I snapped back at him, glaring.

“Now you care about what that motherfucker thinks and wants? You forget that yesterday your lips were on mine and you wanted me so badly,” he growled, and I glared at him in anger.

How dare he bring that up after what he had said?

He told me I was a gold digger and that I was trying to play him. He saw me as no better than anyone else, and that hurt. He even compared me to my mother.

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