Diana stopped biting her fingernails, a soft smile gradually growing on her lips.
"You're mine, sir, only mine. She cannot have you." She shook her head.
"I have to kill her! I'll kill-"
A firm grip secured her neck in the beat of a heart, and before she could even process what had just happened, she was slammed right into the nearest wall, her head smacking painfully against its roughened hardness.
The air was knocked out of her lungs as she choked out a mouthful of blood that had rushed to her throat immediately.
Her eyes rolled back to her skull, and she gripped Caesar's hand, struggling to free herself. Breathing had become hard for her, and she was reaching, fighting for even a whiff of breath.
"If you ever lay a hand on Adeline..." Caesar's eyes were burning with suppressed killing intent, one that sent chills running down her spine. "You won't be able to imagine what I'll do to you, Diana."
