Chapter 39 Ethan's mother settles the dispute

Clara's POV

The iron grip of Ethan’s hand tightened around my bicep, his fingers digging into the muscle until I felt the bruise forming in real time. His face was a mask of aristocratic fury, his breath hot against my cheek.

"You think you can just walk away from me?" he hissed.

"Let go of me, E...

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