All Yours Daddies (by Mirabella) novel Chapter 32

SARAH

Malachi yanks me off Aaron’s bleeding face, with his arms tightly wrapped around my waist. I kick my feet in the air, screaming, as tears blur my vision once again.

No one should take me away. No one should stop me from killing this motherfucker!

My fingernails claw the air as I scream for Malachi to put me down. I’m desperate to dig into Aaron’s scrawny flesh again.

“Let me go!” I scream, thrashing in his grip. “I’m not done with him! Let me teach him a lesson he will never forget!”

“Sarah—stop,” Malachi growls in my ear, trying to keep me still.

For the first time, his voice doesn’t work. Maybe because I’ve gone way past reasoning. Maybe his atrocities have gone past forgiving. There’s no reasoning with a man like Aaron. Only reaction. And I’ll be damned if I do not show him what I’m physically capable of.

I twist, fighting him with every inch of strength I have left. Still, it’s not enough to wriggle out of Malachi’s hold.

How strong is this man?

“You lying, filthy son of a bitch!” I shout at Aaron, who’s backed up against the wall with his ugly split lip, and not enough blood smeared across his shirt. If it was solely up to me, he’ll be lying in a pool of his own fucking blood by now.

“Six years!” I point at him.

“I gave you six fucking years of my life and this is what you do?”

“What the fuck did I ever do to you? I was nothing…nothing but a good wife to you! I’ll have raised hell and brought down the heavens to make you happy. Fuck this.” I spat on the ground as Malachi set my feet down.

“I damn near did. You say you took care of me? That’ll I’ll have been nothing without you,” when I take two steps towards Aaron again, Malachi blocks my path with his right hand.

I stop on my tracks, but I don’t look away from Aaron.

It’s hard to believe. I can’t seem to wrap my head around the fact that he could do something so evil to me.

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