Keep talking pal.

Amon didn’t take lightly to people disrespecting you, he found it distasteful to hear a man or wanna defile your name. So here you are, sitting in on a business meet with your fiancé when you feel his hand grip your inner thigh tight with a scowl, while a man shouts at you about how “incompetent” you are.

Amon’s voice was hoarse, a whisper only meant for you to hear as he kept eyes on the jacksss yelling at you.

”Let me kill ‘em..just let me fucking kill him..”