POV: Claire

“Where the fuck do you think you are going?” he asked me fiercely, pushing me roughly on the wall repeatedly, trying to hurt me. 

“What the hell is wrong with you, What has come over you, Kyle!

Stop it!

You are hurting me!

Stop it!” I yelled at him, but he wouldn’t let me go. He kept hitting me on the wall, making me scream in pain. The doorman and valet intervened and pushed him away from me. They pushed him so hard that he fell on his butt and yelped furiously. He was back on his feet the next second and he tried to attack them but...