Chapter 8 - Damian Intervenes Directly During A Midnight Confrontation
Damian stopped three feet away from the trembling man, looking down with the cold detachment of a judge delivering a verdict.
“You put your hands on someone under my roof, Vance,” Damian said softly, adjusting his leather gloves with deliberate slowness.
“She’s my wife! I have rights!” Marcus screamed, trying to scramble backward away from the impending violence.
“Not anymore. You signed your rights away the moment you decided to use physical force against an defenseless woman,” Damian replied.
He signaled with a slight flick of his fingers, and the enforcers stepped forward to pin Marcus flat against the ground.
“Listen to me very carefully, Marcus. You are going to sign the absolute divorce papers today without asking for a single dime,” Damian ordered.
“And if I refuse?” Marcus choked out, defiance flickering briefly through his terror.
“Then you won't have to worry about divorce court, because you’ll be spending the rest of your natural life at the bottom of Lake Michigan,” Damian stated flatly.
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Marcus swallowed hard, staring into the dead silence of Damian’s eyes and realizing there was no bluff in that voice.
“I’ll sign! I’ll sign everything! Just don’t kill me!” Marcus sobbed into the dusty concrete floor.
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