Anathea's hemos firmowed at Gregory's tone . He hadn't been all that surprised or angry when employment , so why was he getting so worked up now ? It was an +25 BONUS first learned about her recent He stared at her intently as it he could see through her and continued darkly , " Or is this another one of your dirty tricks ? … Anathea was used to hearing his accusations , and she wasn't in the mood to explain herself . She raised a hand and shoved him " It's none of your business . Il vou're done throwing a fit , Mr. Sinclair , I suggest you leave . " ** Why should leave ? This is my room , after all , " Gregory comtered , his gaze growing more suspicists as he accessed her . " T presume you're in a hurry to get rid of me because you're hiding site big , dark secret Anathea didn't , and she had no desire to understand the inner workings of Gregory's twisted mind . But at that moment , her phone chimed with a new message tiregory squatched it out of her hand before she could react The message was sent by Anathea's colleague at the studio . He was younger than her and a friendly , terminal extrovert His text read , " Hey , Nat , don't forget about our team - building event this Friday ! " He ended the text with an arrow - through - the - heart emoji . The emoji was commonly used by youngsters , but Gregory's face darkened dangerously . He grew even angrier when he recalled Xander's remark about how Anathea had been coming home late from work recently . " So , you found a job just so you could get out there and meet new men , is that it ? Have you forgotten about your role as my wife Gregory thundered , the grave warning underlying his tone . Anathea stared at him as if he were an oddball . She couldn't believe he expected her to remember her place as his wife when they were on the verge of a divorce . His warning fell flat and sounded like a bad joke . But she didn't feel like arguing with him , so she said , " Are you done , Mr. Sinclair ? If you are , let me go . " Her unfazed demeanor angered Gregory even more . He didn't release her , and instead tightened his grip on her wrist . Anathea blanched from the pain . " Let go of me right now , Gregory When he refused to let go , her temper flared . She raised her left hand and made to smack him , but he easily stopped her by gripping her left wrist . He snorted and mocked , " Your wrist is so delicate , I can snap it like a twig . A weakling like you should know better than to try and strike me . " That was when he noticed that her ring finger was bare . He grew sullen as he demanded , " Where is your wedding band , Anathea ? " As far as he remembered , she rarely took off the wedding band . But now that he thought about it , she hadn't been wearing the ring when he saw her at the Sinclair residence the other day , either Anathea went still . She didn't think he'd notice the ring's absence *** Explain yourself ! " Gregory snapped , raising his voice as he fixed her with a cold , domineering look . " I sold it ! " Anathea replied just as brusquely . If he thought he could get away with yelling in her face for no reason , he was wrong . She'd had enough of suffering in silence and bottling up her emotions . " You sold it ? " Gregory repeated through gritted teeth . A second later , he barked a harsh laugh . Anathea suddenly stiffened . She knew Gregory was dangerous if he didn't laugh , but when he did , he was deadly . Her instincts roared at her to run , but before her fight - or - flight response could kick in , Gregory pluched her chin and forced her to meet lus gaze . 1/2 Chapter 34 +25 BONUS He hissed , " You have good spirit , Anathea That much I'll admit . How dare you mingle with other men behind my back and sell off the wedding band I gave you ? Are you so keen to pretend I don'texist ? " His rage startled Anathea . Her knees were so weak , she had to press her back against the door to keep from slumping to the floor . But she was determined to speak up for herself . " I didn't mingle with She was cut off when Gregory cupped the back of her head and tilted her face upward . She felt the hard slant of his mouth against hers , the kiss as unyielding and demanding as a violent storm .