CHAPTER 95

“Please Damian don't hurt me,” she muttered holding her hands placatingly.

Immediately she finished saying those words, she felt her throat tighten and immediately her eyes popped out in alarm.

Damian grabbed her curtly by her neck. Her hands quickly traveled and clung onto Damina’s strong hand, pulling it off her neck but to no avail. Her breath cut in her throat since Damian's grasp around her neck was very tight. She was running short of air.

Damian enjoyed watching her struggle for breath as he glared at her and his lips curved in disgust. Abruptly he let go of her neck curtly and she fell on the bed on her face, a groan torn from her lips. She slowly turned on her side as she curled, her head almost touching her knees as she coughed repeatedly. She struggled to catch her breath, her hands rubbing her neck soothingly to ease the pain in her neck.

She got up slowly, her brunette hair scattered at her sight as she stared at Damian blankly with her eyes welled up with tears. With