#Chapter 16 - Philip

Philip staggered back, swaying on his face clutching his face, shock rippling through his features as he fell to one knee. Blood dribbled out of his mouth and nose, and the way he cupped his face made me think that Dominic had broken his jaw. The lawyer hummed, a little impressed sound I hadn’t expected of him, given how much he didn’t like Dominc. “You don’t touch her,” Dominic growled, towering over him. “Ever again.” Philip’s eyes were wide, like he couldn’t believe someone had actually hit him. I could, and I’d never seen anything more satisfying. “Get up,” Dominic warned. “Get up, and I’ll drop you again.” Philip scrambled back, snarling something incoherent, but he didn’t try to touch me again. Not with Dominic standing there like a shield between us. I almost laughed. He looked seconds away from pissing his pants. Dominic turned to me, his voice gentler now. “You okay?” I looked down at my wrist where Philip’s handprint was already blooming red. Then up a