“How dare you touch my wife?!” George’s voice thundered through the air, shaking every corner of the hall. His tone was laced with fury so sharp that even the walls seemed to echo it back.

The crowd froze. The officers who had grabbed Thalia’s arms turned, startled by his rage. Cameras clicked. Reporters whispered. For a brief second, the world stopped spinning.

“Mr. Williams, we have an arrest warrant to…”

“To hell with the arrest warrant!” George’s voice rose again, cutting through the officer’s words. “To fucking hell with the arrest warrant! You have no right to arrest my WIFE over nothing!”

His words were dangerous, filled with possession.

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