Damian’s POV
I woke up grumpy, not knowing whether it was from the sun shining brightly into my room disturbing my sleep or it was about what happened yesterday. I got up from the bed and closed the slats on the blinds draping over the windows, giving some shade to my room away from the sun. Then went back to bed, and the memories of yesterday came flashing.
It's so obvious that Marcus Lawson has a thing for my wife Myra, the way he hugged and spun her around immediately after he set his eyes on her. The way he smiled at her and was tucking in her hair and being excessively caring to her, I wouldn't be surprised if I find out that his purpose of merging with my company will be for the sake of Myra.
And the way he was hugging and rubbing her back casually and they were acting oblivious of my presence, I was fuming with rage.
Marcus kept touching her and even slid his finger to her lips like he was daring me. It was cringe observing them.
