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    Without waiting for my response, he grabbed my arm and practically dragged me toward his car.


    We ended up at an extravagant restaurant, the kind where the chandeliers probably cost more than most people’s yearly sries. Bryan had booked the entire floor, leaving just the two of us surrounded by an array of gourmet dishes that would’ve impressed any chef.


    But all I could do was push the food around my te, barely tasting anything.


    Bryan watched me, clearly growing more irritated by the second. His voice wasced with annoyance. “What’s with that look? Do you have any idea how rare these delicacies are?”


    I mumbled a quiet “thank you” under my breath and forced myself to take a few bites, though each one felt like swallowing sand.


    My stomach churned as memories of yton’s dejected figure and the image of Lily being dragged away by soldiers swirled in my mind, refusing to let me focus.


    Bryan’s patience finally snapped. He yanked the te away from me, the sound of porcin scraping against the table jarring.


    “If you don’t want to eat, then stop pretending,” he snapped.


    Startled, I stammered, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—”


    But he wasn’t having it. His hand shot out, gripping my face so tightly it hurt. “Makenna,” he growled, his eyes darkening with rage, “I’ve been too lenient with you. I’m done watching you pine over another man.”


    “No, I’m not—” I began, but the words died on my lips.


    His jealous gaze burned into me, making my throat tighten. Bryan’s anger was like a storm gathering, his towering figure looming over me, suffocating.


    “What’s so great about yton, huh?” he spat, his voice harsh. “You love him that much?”


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    I bit my lip, turning my head away in shame. But inside, I couldn’t deny it.


    yton had always been the gentle one, the one who knew how to make me feel safe. Perfect, or so I thought.


    Bryan’s fury exploded. “yton is nothing but a weak, pathetic fool!” His voice rose, each word dripping with contempt. “You’ve been blind—he might’ve acted sweet, but he still slept with Molly. You’re—”


    “Enough!” I couldn’t take it anymore. My voice shook as I cut him off. “You have no right to talk about yton that way.”


    That was it. I’d lit the fuse. Bryan’s face twisted with rage. His fist shot up, and I flinched, bracing for the blow.


    My heart pounded in my chest, my entire body trembling as I squeezed my eyes shut.


    But instead of feeling the impact, I heard a loud thud. Bryan’s fist had mmed into the wall behind me, leaving a dent in the ster. He was breathing hard, his chest heaving as he red down at me, his teeth clenched. “You ungrateful woman,” he growled.


    Before I could react, he grabbed me, his lips crashing onto mine in a furious, possessive kiss. The anger was still there, burning between us.


    Makenna’s POV


    Bryan’s kiss was so intense it stole my breath. I fought to break free, but his grip only tightened as he devoured my lips and tongue with savage hunger. The relentless suction left my mouth throbbing.


    “Hmm…” My struggles were useless. His hand shoved beneath my clothes, roughly groping my breast. When he finally released my mouth, his words were brutal: “Tonight, I’m going to fuck you to death!”


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