shuhaige
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Greg’s POV
“HEY Gregory”, I turned around to see Taylor my long lost friend.
“Wow, I am glad to see you”, I shook hands with him with a smirk plastered on my face.
“Ah! Oh are you?”, Taylor spat, “I waited for a long time. Now you finally have an Achilles heel, it will be fun”, Taylor smirked devilishly.
“Are you warning me?”, I raised my brow.
“Just informing, history is going to repeat itself”.
I laughed loudly.
“You cannot even dare to talk to her, she is my asset alone”.
He smirked in response.
“Oh seriously? As long as Clemson can talk to her, it won’t be difficult for me too”, he spat.
My facial expressions hardened immediately.
“What do you mean?”, I asked.
Taylor laughed out loudly this time.
“We are business partners, and Zoey is Lionel’s friend”, he said as his eyes were fixed outside and I instantly followed his gaze which led towards the garden.
My blood began boiling witnessing the scene in front of me.
Gianna was smiling and laughing with Clemson, they both look like a newly wedded couple, conversing freely in the garden, under the beautiful sky.
“Woah! Someone looks angry. Seems like I will meet her soon”, Tylor raised up his glass winking at me, and with that, he left.
“Be careful Greg, don’t create a scene”, Lionel said, patting me on my shoulder.
“I am leaving with Gianna, I rudely jerked his hand away, walking outside.
“Oh dear Lord! He has already damaged her a lot”, Jones mumbled under his breath as Nelson sighed while Lionel looked away not wanting to imagine the disaster that the rebellious demon was gonna create.
Gianna’s POV
Someone pulled my body by lifting me up by my arm, and I quickly looked up to find a furious Greg.
“I warned you Gina”, he was looking mad.
“Dont hurt her. I was only talking…”, Clemson tried to calm him down.
“Stay away from her Clemson. She is mine”, he barked and dragged me all of a sudden, making me to wince in pain as my wounded wrist started bleeding once more.
Clemson wanted to protest but he became quiet because he knew he would only add more oil to the burning fire or Greg was gonna become more violent.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.
“Ah! Greg let me go! It hurts”, his grip was so tight as he pushed me towards the car, we got in and drove away.
I was so afraid of what he would do next as I sat whimpering quietly, he was driving so fast. I hope we don’t end up in an accident.
He lifted me up on his shoulder carrying me inside when we got home.
As soon as we entered the house, he dropped me on the bare floor.
“Ouch! Greg, what are you doing?”, he was standing up straight looking down at my small figure.
“You didn’t listen…”, he loosened his tie, removing it.
“B… but wh… what did I do?”, I asked.
He said nothing to me and knelt down beside me, then began tying my hands up with his tie, then he lifted my chin up as I saw his beautiful but scary eyes.
“P.. please untie me”, I wiggled as I got up.
He closed his eyes and threw his head back while taking a deep breath.
“You always disobey Gianna!”, he uttered pouring himself a glass of whiskey, he had already gotten up and walked towards the bar section in the room.
He closed his eyes again and opened them, they were now bloodshot, full of anger.
“Strip Gianna!!”, he roared angrily as the glass of alcohol shattered due to his strong hold over it.