Zeno "Damon, you have thirty seconds to close that door," Nero growls, his eyes still fixed on my face. Here I was, thinking Nero's friend saved my ass, but it seems my husband won't let anyone free me from his grip. I gulp and try to get off him, but Nero growls even louder and tightens his hold on me. The friend, Damon, doesn't move from the spot. I glance at him, hoping I look as desperate for help as ever, which I probably do because his gaze holds pity. Great, even one of Nero's men pities my position. I can't drop any lower than that. "Five," Nero snarls, turning his attention to Damon.
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