Chapter 15. The Father-in-Law

Sarah turned to the door frantically. She rushed out of the Jacuzzi, took a robe, and wrapped it tightly to cover her body. What’s Benjamin going to do with her? After catching her breath, she opened the bathroom door and found him standing with a red face and chest, heaving angrily.

She clenched her fists, mustering the courage to fight him and all his madness.

“What the fuck are you doing? Should you knock on the door like that?!” she said, annoyed.

Suddenly, Benjamin took hold of her shoulders and shook them hard,

“Tell me what that guy’s face looks like. I have to finish him off with my own hands! What does his face look like?!” he shouted hysterically. The smell of alcohol wafted from his mouth. Sarah knew Benjamin was drunk. She refrained from spitting on Ben’s red face. “Get your hands off me!” shouted her, trying to be dominant.

She pushed him until he almost fell to the floor. “I said get your dirty hands off me!”

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