Anaiah's POV

"I can't believe he did that," I frown, looking at the broken chair. Leondre acted so out of control, I picked it up and took it to the trash. We fix the tables he scattered.

"Can you blame him?" Erickson asks.

"Yes," He laughs and I squint my eyes.

"I mean, he's just jealous, he thinks I'll take you away from him," He says kindly with a smile.

"I can't allow myself to be taken from him. I carry his mark and he has my heart," I responded. Erickson ...