Sabastian Danovan's P O V
"Yes, Mr. Danovan?" She asked, confused, like she didn't do anything.
This time I feel it again—the same feeling that I felt yesterday and the same feeling that I felt 6 years ago.
Disgust. I feel so disgusted seeing her talking or even being with another man!
"Get in," I ordered, as I saw that man still waiting for her, standing a few steps away.
"What?!" she asked, confused and surprised.
"I told you to get in the fucking car," I hissed in anger this time, not knowing what happened to me, but all I want right now is to have her with me, and not anyone else.
She paused for a second, asking, " but..."
Before she could say something stupid, I cut her off by saying, "Get! In! The! Fucking! Car!".
She looked stunned but nodded anyway, turning to that man and saying, "You can leave now.".
