(FREYA'S POV).
"D-Dev," I whispered. Still terrified with both my hands shaking violently. I saw him drop his sharp gaze on me. So angry. So scary.
"Didn't I warn you not to wag your tail at him?" he laughed mockingly. "Did you take my warning lightly?"
"No, I didn't." My voice disappeared.
"Dev, we were just having lunch together."
Devan glanced sharply at Jason. And in an instant, he had grabbed Jason's collar. Grabbing it with both of his strong hands and slamming Jason's body against the glass wall.
I gasped in shock as Devan punched Jason hard in the face, with anger exploding, with his eyes glaring eerily like a hawk.
"Dev, stop! Stop beating him!" I yelled. My hand tried to pull Devan's arm to stop beating him, but instead, I stumbled backward and crashed into a chair who was behind me.
The two of them had moved to the floor with Devan on top of them. With punch after punch, he threw Jason's face until it became battered.
"Lunch? Just lunch?! Looks like you'd much rather be mute than use your mouth to talk about something true." Devan's voice was heavy and intimidating.
I could only glare at the scene in front of me. My hands were trembling, my heart beating very fast. Fear washed over me as Jason groaned in pain with cuts all over his face. Blood everywhere.
"Please, someone! Help!" I screamed for help.
I wanted to leave the room, but I was afraid something worse would happen between them, especially Jason.
"No, no, no! Please! Devan .... Stop." I stared in horror at Jason who was lying helplessly. If left unchecked, he could die. "Stop. Please... you can kill him. Please... Please."
My hands trembled as I hugged him from behind. My tears broke out. The next thing I felt was, Devan stood up and I quickly stepped back to put some distance between us.
I heard Jason chuckle. "See how she cries worrying about me," he coughed and blood came out of his mouth. And he got another kick in the stomach. "Ugh, Dev. You bastard."
I looked at him with bulging eyes. I don't know why Jason had been getting on Devan's nerves all this time, but they were both crazy.
"Dev, I can explain what happened."
"With a reenactment?" He interrupted in a mocking tone. "Like what? How did he touch you? Was it here? Or here?"
I froze with horror as Devan's hands blatantly touched my ass and breasts in turn. He was doing it on purpose, embarrassing me in front of Jason. Letting me look like a cheap woman of no value.
"You think I'm going to stand by while you whore around with other guys?"
"No, stop!" I screamed in tears as Devan's hand was about to touch me again. My body trembling, I stepped back with a feeling of fear. I didn't recognize him anymore. He seemed like a different person and it scared me.
"I don't think you said stop when Jason touched you. Didn't you?"
I sobbed. "I'm not a slut. And I'm not a whore selling my body to any man!!!" I shouted. My chest felt tight. It was hard for me to breathe.
"Yes, you are," he hissed, "do you know what this place is?" he asked.
I froze. I didn't know what he meant. But I looked at Jason who was also looking at me with an apologetic look. That's when I realized something was wrong.
"He spends his time here fucking those slutty women. And you're one of them," Devan whispered in my ear.
I shuddered in horror looking up at Jason. My gaze was filled with disappointment and pain. I looked like a stupid woman. Yes, looked so stupid.
I burst into sobs. Trembling with fear. I didn't know who to trust anymore. Everyone seemed like a sneaky bastard trying to ruin my life. I thought maybe we could be friends. Maybe Jason could be the one person who could lend me his shoulder when I was devastated by my relationship with Devan.
But they were just the same.
Did they really think that I was a cheap woman who was easy to sleep with?
My body went limp and I fell to the floor with my tears breaking out. My hands trembled as I squeezed the hem of my shirt. Everything seemed hazy, including my future.
I couldn't remember when I had reached home. Devan slammed the door as he got out of the car. He rudely told me to get off immediately. He pulled me roughly into the house. Dragging me like a pet dog with no pride.
"Dev, that hurts! You hurt my arm... ah!" I screamed as Devan threw me onto the bed roughly.
I curled up. Eyeing him when he growled. His aura was dark and frightening. Something inside me told me that this was not going to end well.
"D-Dev," I whispered, "I'm sorryー"
"Undress," he orders, cutting off my apology.
I paled. My eyes rounded at his order. I felt goosebumps instantly. My fingers felt too numb to move and all I could do was stare at him fearfully.
"Not going to do it?" he threatened.
"Dev, please... Don't do this."
"Undress, Freya. I'm giving you a final warning," he growled.
I was growing frantic in fear.
"No, no! Dev!" I screamed as he moved towards me. Reaching out to my body with his long, muscular arms. In just one swing of the arm, he had managed to grab my ankles. Dragging me to the edge of the bed.
I screamed as he roughly undressed me until I was naked. I shivered in the cold air of the room. It was too much of a shock when he slung me over his shoulder, like a hunk of meat.
"Dev! What do you want to do?! Let go of me!" I screamed, trying to break free. As he carried me to the bathroom, I gasped in shock as he splashed me with cold water. I coughed, struggling to breathe as the water rained down on my head.
"Make sure you erase all traces of his touch. Or I'll make you regret playing around with me. Do you understand?" he threatened.
I shuddered in horror as he gave me a sharp look. He was slamming the algae shower right next to me before he walked out of the bathroom. I collapsed on the floor with my cries breaking out.