He Recorded His Fiancée Threatening His Mother, Then Took Control-Kamy
Maybe the first fragile piece of air her body could release.
Vanessa heard it and turned on her.
‘Don’t you dare.’
Daniel moved then.
Not fast.
Not violently.
Just enough to place himself between Vanessa and his mother.
It made Vanessa step back without being touched.
‘Go upstairs,’ he said.
Vanessa blinked. ‘What?’
‘Pack whatever is yours.’
‘You can’t be serious.’
‘You have twenty minutes.’
Her mouth opened.
He kept speaking before she could fill the kitchen with another performance.
‘The ring stays on the counter. The documents stay here. The phone stays on. If you argue, I call security from this room and send the recording to my attorney while you’re standing in front of me.’
Vanessa stared at him.
There it was.
The first real look of fear.
Not fear of losing him.
