Chapter 43

Damon "You what?!" I growled, my voice reverberating throughout the room. My eyes darkened in anger as I took daring steps towards her, watching her almost collapse on the floor in fear. This had to be a joke. Or maybe my ears were deceiving me. There was no way she would lay a finger on my property. "You are joking, right?" A bitter laughter erupted from my lips before it faded quickly, replaced by scorn. My blood rippled in anger as she nodded her head negatively, confirming my doubts. "How dare you lay your filthy hands on her?" I asked authoritatively. As expected, there was no response to my question. But beneath her eyes was a bitter expression. I don't care anymore. Rosa would always be a filthy bitch to me! It was a privilege that I plunged my royal dick into her. She wasn't worth it! My conscience began to prick me at the thought that she was the mother of my unborn child. If only Ivy was alive, I wouldn't have to go through the shame of impregnating a whore like her. "I'm sor