Chapter 31

• "Yes, sir. Peter is my boyfriend, so I’d appreciate it if you didn’t throw him out like that again," I said firmly, still fuming over the way he had tossed Peter out like he was some kind of stray dog.
• Damien’s gaze darkened, and before I could react, he closed the distance between us and grabbed my arm in a painful grip. I winced, trying to pry his fingers off, but his hold was like iron.
• "What gives you the right to think you can order me around in my own house, huh?" he snarled, his voice sharp with anger.