his face then worked my fury on his body. He hit back and even landed a few, but it did nothing to deter me.
“Damien! Stop! Please stop!” Fiona begged.
I wasn’t going to stop. I was going to keep hitting him until he was dead. My plan came to an abrupt end when Vicky jumped in between us though. I wasn’t my father, and no matter how enraged I may be, I’d never hit a woman. Ever.
As soon as I pulled my fist back, Fiona was wrapping her arms around my waist trying to pull me back. “Damien, stop! Oh, God! Please stop!”
I turned my back on Jason and stared Fiona down. “Two days? My side of the fucking bed isn’t even cold and you bring this motherfucker into our home?!”
I didn’t care that it was technically her house. She was my home. Therefore, anywhere she was; that was my fucking home.
I noticed her hands were balled into fists at her side. “It’s not like that! We’re friends!”
“No, you are not! You’re out of your ever lovin’ mind if you think I will allow you to be friends with someone you used to fuck!”
“That’s bullshit!” I whirled around as Vicky found her voice. “They were friends way before anything ever happened between them, and unless you’re going to stand there and tell us you’ve kept your dick in your pants for the past ten years, then you and your dictations can go to hell!”
I knew Fiona was going to hate me, but I didn’t care right now. Nothing else mattered in this moment except getting Jason away from Fiona. I stalked towards Vicky-and credit to Jason as he stepped up next to her-held nothing back. “Test me, Victoria.” My voice had never been so controlled and so cold. “Test me on this and see what happens. You above anyone else on earth should know what lengths I’ll go to for her. I’m not scared to go to prison and I’m not scared to go to prison for murder. So, make your fucking move!”
Fiona was in between us in a flash. “Damien, please!”
I looked down at the only person who could drive me to the brink of madness. “Get rid of them both, Fiona, or so help me God, I will burn this fucking place to the ground with both of them in it!”
Jason stepped up, and I didn’t know whether to praise his bravery or mock his stupidity. His face was bloody, and I noted that he didn’t wipe it away. “We’ll leave.” He grabbed Vicky’s hand, and I saw him squeeze the shit out of it. “We’re leaving, but if anything happens to Fiona or Vicky, you’re going to have to kill me, because I will come after you. They’re my friends whether you like it or not.”
I stepped to him because this was a battle for dominance even if he was the one covered in blood and not me. “Fiona and Vicky aren’t yours to protect. Fiona is mine. Fiona has always been mine. You may have been lucky enough to experience her, but she was never going to be yours. Never.”
“I’m not here to bump dicks with you. Even if you keep Fiona away from me, Vicky is still my friend,” he countered.
I laughed at that and looked over at Vicky. “We’ll see what Will has to say about that, won’t we?”
Vicky looked ready to do battle, but before she could attack, Fiona jumped in. “Please, just please guys. Stop!” She stood in front of me looking at her friends. “It’s fine, guys. I…I’ll be okay. It’ll be okay. I’ll call you. I promise.”
Vicky begrudgingly tugged on Jason’s arm and pulled him behind her as they left. As soon as I heard the door shut, I grabbed Fiona by the arm and swung her around to face me. “I’m only going to say this once, Fiona. If you don’t want your boyfriend six feet under then stay the fuck away from him!”
She tried to break my hold, but there was no way I was letting go of her. “He’s not my boyfriend. I’m not a whore, Damien, no matter what I let you do to me in the bedroom,” she seethed.
I grabbed her other arm and yanked her forward until her body was flushed with mine. “If you think the things I’ve done to you so far qualify you as a whore, the things I still have planned for you are sure to make you feel like a