Damon's POV
I stormed out of the apartment, desperate to keep my little one undisturbed. Rage coursed through my veins. The audacity of that woman to confront me like that! My fingers twitched with the urge to end her existence right then and there—to put a bullet between her eyes and make her vanish from this world permanently.
Spotting her on the sidewalk outside the building, I seized her elbow and yanked her around the corner. Blind fury consumed me, and I seriously contemplated pushing her into oncoming traffic. This woman was pushing every single one of my buttons, driving me to the edge of sanity.
"What the fuck are you doing here, Sasha?" I hissed through clenched teeth, summoning every ounce of self-control not to murder her in broad daylight.
"What do you think?" Her cynical expression nearly broke my restraint. I mentally counted to ten, fighting the impulse to wrap my fingers around her throat.
